[Private]
[While the Master may hate it when others invade his personal space, the Doctor is all too used to it. He does tend to do that to others on a daily basis after all. It's jsut a little strange to have the other visibly worried, so he doesn't argue when the other tells him to move his hands.]
You aren't a monster. You never were one either, Koschei.
[He has to hold back a laugh as the other's expression changes almost instantly, still it's too good not to chuckle a bit.]
Technically you did sort of steal her...I mean you flew the TARDIS here when I told you not to. So it counts, right?
[He goes quiet for a moment when the other touches him, completely expecting the rough clash of the other's forehead to his. Ignoring the urge to nag the other for it, he qaits quietly instead, gathering himself for a moment until the Master finally opens his eyes.]
I said I was me. And no, I don't need you to carry me, but a bit of some help up would be nice since you decided to hit me on the head.
[It was a bit dramatic of course, but his tone was light to let the other know he wasn't serious. He smiled a little brighter at the last part.]