The Master gritted his teeth against the pain, arching as every cell in his body changed. Kept his eyes tightly shut as the glow on the other side faded, as the pain subsided. The first that ran through his head he uttered without thinking to censor it.
"This suit has got to go." For one thing, it was distinctly too large on him. Tailored on his last regeneration meant loose across the shoulders now, and trouser legs with a couple extra inches of length. Not to mention it felt all too formal.