"I wasn't trying to steal from you." This conversation couldn't go well, he knew that. He desperately wished that they could be alone for it. "I came to remind you of some things." Sometimes certain words could trigger memories, but how was he to know which ones? He wet his lips as he thoughts, taking a deep breath. Something the Master couldn't have forgotten, something that would give him some credibility, however flimsy.

"Do you still hear the drums, Master?"