Kurt was beginning to feel like the Master was taking over his life, just by being here, messing up everyone he knew, or threatening to.
He crouched down next to the Doctor on the sill and put an arm round her shoulders, hugging her tight and kissing the soft, dark hair. She might not be his Doctor, but she felt mighty familiar all the same. "I'm sorry," he murmured against her hair. "You've had a lot of shit happen to you. If it's any consolation, though, you should get back to your companions the moment you left them. They'll be okay."