"Yeah, yeah, I know that." The Doctor considered for just a moment, then he shrugged out of his jacket. He should take the Master to the infirmary, but he had a feeling that wouldn't go over well. What he intended to do was to end this stand-off as fast as possible, so once he got the knife out he could treat the Master probably and then work on repairing the TARDIS.

"Why, of course I'll give that knife back to you. Please." The Doctor grabbed the Master's wrist and then the hilt, this time intent not to waste time. "Let's get back to you threatening me right away."

With that bit of sarcasm he pulled the knife out and then, right away, he wrapped his jacket around the Master's hand, tying it off tightly. The knife however... Well, he made sure to put that out of the way immediately. "You should sit down before you faint."