...was he kidding him? The Doctor glanced up at the Master and raised an eyebrow. Probably not. Some things apparently never changed. Alright, how far did his pride go? Too far, he knew, mornfully wishing he could keep the skin on his back. Entirely too far. This wasn't something he'd ever do, not when the only thing at risk was his own safety. But sometimes it really would be awfully convenient to be just a bit more of a coward.

"Oh, well," he said instead with a slight shrug and a pleasant smile. "Twelve it is then! When are we doing this?"