The Master stayed standing as she left to get the door, his hands going straight to his pockets. He really hated this idea, but knew that he had no choice but to sit there and eat, keeping her happy enough. He could do that for a few hours. He hoped.
As the Doctor was brought in, he stayed standing, no expression on his face to give away the hatred he still felt.
"Wouldn't you like to know," he responded to his question.