The Master laughed and tilted his head back as far as it would go before leaning into the corner behind him. "Then get me something to eat.... or I'll eat you!" he snapped.
Slowly, he started to push himself upwards, weakly using the corner behind him to lean against. "I'm dying, Doctor..." he said, licking his upper lip. "I asked for help and I was ignored... Your TARDIS paid the price..." he said, smiling still, struggling to stand upright.