The Doctor flinched away, but there was nowhere to go anyway, so he just looked at the Master, at Marcus, with red-rimmed eyes, not quite mustering up a glare and definitely not bothering with a smile. Nowhere near. Empty, sad, something like that. His legs did give in under him and he ended up on the ground once the chain gave enough slack, closing his eyes when dizziness hit.

His shoulder felt as if it was on fire.