"Master, please!" He hates the pleading tone in his voice, but he stops following, watching as he walks further away. He runs both hands through his hair. What good would chasing him do, with his one life and human heart and no way to subdue him. He knows he's here, they can track him. He watches him continue, emotions of fear and anger mixing. "Oy, just stay, will you? You daft spaceman, get back here!" He cringes at that bit of Donna sneaking in again.