There was a sharp inhale at the touch, a mix of concern and curiosity, not quite certain which way this was going to go. And how much longer he was going to have to hang in the air, unable to touch or take any measure of control. It was honestly a real annoyance, there was a new shiny Doctor here and he just wanted to reach out and have a bit of an exploration. Touch his touch, ruffle his hair and see what kind of noises he could draw out.

Unfortunately, seemed a little pointless really. Given he was going to forget after this if he wasn't exceptionally cunning. "I'm not overly impressed with that, I must say. I've had five consistent regenerations with beards now, it's almost like losing in a game," the Master mused, more to himself and anything. He did have a winning streak before that but the eighth regeneration looked dreadful with a beard so he'd had to shave it off. Always so annoying.

Tugging his hands again, he tried to give the Doctor an annoyed look but it must of been overlooked given the blindfold. "Can you untie me yet? My arms are starting to ache a little, it's killing the mood."