The Doctor sighed, and reluctantly raised his eyes to John. "All right, then. We were talking about the Master, and the year of terror he inflicted – or will inflict, in my case – on the Earth. I said…" He swallowed, and whispered, eyes burning dark in his pale face, "I said it would be worth all that just to see him again, to know I'm not the last. And that all those people dying didn't really matter anyway because hardly anyone would remember what happened."