"Yes, there's always some war or other isn't there?" she replied, waving her hand dismissively. She didn't know quite how she'd managed to accidently mention the War, it was stupid really. It was ironic the way they were talking about the way the Master would never kill him, though obviously she didn't know whether he had or not. What she did know though was that she'd killed him once, but in her defense it had been an accident. "We've all changed a lot," she pointed out, "I suppose since your currently incarnation was the last he knew it just...makes more sense. I mean none of us are really supposed to have the option of which are our incarnations we spend time with now are we?" Though she couldn't say she minded much, she'd take any Doctor, any Master really, just so that she could pretend things were like they had been in the old days.
She laughed when he said the Master was mad, "I'd tell him," she replied, "because well you have a point, but as you say takes one to know one and I'm beginning to question my own sanity actually, so perhaps none of us can really talk about Koschei's state of mind."
"Yes it always was wasn't it?" she replied, smiling fondly at the memories of their days together in Academy. It had the Master that had ruined her spotless reputation really, the Doctor was always too much of a gentleman, which ever body he was in. "You should let your hair down," she continued as she led him a short way towards one of the many sitting rooms of the TARDIS, minimally decorated and stark white. "I promise I won't take advantage of you," she teased.