He looked down at his coffee, swirling the cup, making the contents make almost a whirlpool effect. He could sense the Doctor's anger, and somehow he knew that the longer he waited to reply to him, the more it would get to him.
We spent our time plotting to get away from that Gallifrey. The one with so many rules we didn't agree with. But imagine our Gallifrey. It would be as we want it.