"Yeah. Yeah, he did. He doesn't like to talk about it, though. And he doesn't like fighting, or violence of any kind, really."
"Yes, I can understand why." The Master said, his face showing true sympathy. "Not a very pleasant subject, as I'm sure you understand."
"Of course. Should probably call my dad when we get there, let him know that I haven't run off. Don't worry, though, I won't spoil the surprise."
The Master gave a smile to reassure her. "Oh, I'm sure you wont. I'm sure you wont. It is a good idea though. After all, we wouldn't want him to worry about you." He looked around for a moment as if he was unsure of which direction to go. "Well would you look at that? You've made me forget what I even came out for. It must be all the excitement! Another time lord. Who could have guessed?" He extended his arm in a gentlemanly fashion. "Now, shall we go?"