The Master let out a small sigh.
“I need your help,” he murmured. It took all his power to say it, as he wasn’t used to accepting help from anyone.
“I need you to help me find him. Because before I can do anything to him, I need to know where he is… And no one knows London like you do. After that… after that, I just need you to… be yourself. Stay with me…”
“He has a machine that travels through time and space. I can’t imagine how I could help, but I’ll try. I’ll do anything you ask.” she added eagerly.
She gave him a small smile and rocked onto her toes, kissing him quickly. “I’ll never leave your side.” she assured him.
"That’s my girl," he said, kissing her forehead. "I knew you’d help me… you’re so good about doing what needs to be done…"
He trailed off, momentarily lost in thought. It wasn’t until his gaze lazily wandered back over to the kitchen area when he remembered that he was supposed to be cooking.
"Good thing I didn’t turn the stove on… that could have been messy," he laughed, walking back over to the kitchen area.