He could tell the Master was trying. Really, he could. So he kept talking as he walked, rather than deflecting the Master with cold silence. "But he didn't make himself available. You made him available for you, without any thought for him. He had no choice in the matter, as I understand it. Aside from the moral question - nor did you consider the perfectly rational consequences to your actions. That a man that you ultimately cannot control now hates your guts, and could kill when ever he chooses. Probably you were under the delusion you could control him. You also can't control me. But I gave you what you needed anyway, and then you mocked both his pain - the pain of someone I love - and my devotion."