He knew that was a possibility, here. He didn't really like it. It was too easy to take advantage of, too easy to lie about. Too easy to use to manipulate people.
And the Master was, if of nothing else, a master of manipulation.
He lifted his chin a little, his eyes on the Master's.
"We spent a year together. I died, a lot. A lot of the earth died, too. You only died once, but you stayed dead."