"I have missed you." It was an honest admission and probably too telling, not that the Master could have any clue what it was telling of. This all seemed as if it took place in simpler times. His face would have given him away now, soft and sad as he kissed the Master's lips once more, smiling to himself when he felt his beard. Yeah, a long, long time ago. Things had changed so much. But there was no time for pondering, not when he knew he only had the moment. He had to make it count.

"You find it demeaning? Really? From where I'm standing it is all rather appealing, actually." And at least there was a definite physical reaction now. When he moved closer again, his mind touched on the Master's, just a little, gently. Not probing, not even trying to get in, because he knew he couldn't let the Master in. "The begging was very nice too." He could be a little smug, couldn't he? "But do keep struggling. Please."