"Yeah, but what would you do with it? Keep people from looking at the stars like I'm not allowed to say your name?" The Doctor shook his head slightly, regretting it immediately because, well, his back was a mess. He continued talking to, aware that his eyes must hold some sadness by now, because his hearts certainly did. So many years and still the Master talked like this. When would he ever learn? "I'm sorry, but in that case I'm glad you can't do that. I like the sky. I like lying in the grass with someone special to me and looking up as if we could go anywhere."