The Master grimaced, taking a drink of the dark wine in his glass. Reddish purple, and a dark glass for the bottle, apparently. And nice.
"Relieved that I don't have to listen to someone fretting about what the state of the research labs will be in when they get back from the cruise." Really, really wanted Jack here, where he see him, where he could just reach out, and touch him. "A bit annoyed that I'm missing something in this schematic." No, not telling the Doctor about Jack.