"No time, and no date?" The Doctor frowned, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I'm not in my own universe, again, aren't I? And how did you manage this, Mr. I'm An Evil Genius?"
He wasn't going to give the Master the satisfaction of using his name, not this time. Not when he'd found out the annoying man had found a way to come back - again! - even after he refused to regenerate. Though he'd yet to actually find where the Master was hiding now, and hadn't really wanted to find out. Not while he had an aristocrat and a trouble-magnet with him.
Though at least they hadn't gotten caught in whatever had brought him here.