The Master forces the handle and they shoot off, just managing to blow up the wall in front of them before they crash. The Mistress shrieks in excitement, arms in the air as they smash through layer after layer of metal, only picking up speed.
"I think I'm going to be sick." Shouts Nardole helpfully, "And I don't even really eat anymore." He adds as they force their way through yet another floor.
In a flash of flesh tone a human farmer yells at them angrily, waving a pitchfork
They keep going, crashing through level after level, leaving smoking craters throughout the ship.
The Master laughs as the android holds on for dear life, the chair creaking beneath his fingers. The Mistress laughs at the thrill of travelling again- they're going so fast! It's exactly like a roller coaster with more destruction.
Then they're in space.
All three of them look at each other in shock as they shoot through the side of the ship and out into the universe.
Eventually they slow, the Master easing back from the pedal before they shoot straight into a star.
"I think I misjudged." He says evenly.
"You think?" Asks Nardole, raising an eyebrow sarcastically, "You're lucky I had the forethought to bring up all the shields on this thing and reroute the energy used to power the cybermen straight into this little thing. We'd be dead if it wasn't for me." He says proudly.
The Master just looks at him in annoyance, trying to decide whether or not he should just attempt to strangle the man.
"Yes, well done dear. Very clever." The Mistress says softly, still staring at the star as it attempts to burn out her eyes. Nardole preens and both he and the Master look back at her, one in pride and the other in disgust.
"Are you crying?" Asks the Master, sneering at the Time Lady.
The Mistress focuses back on the interior of the cabin, looking past him.
"I- it's something that happens now. I just- it's beautiful." She says in explanation, gesturing at the star before them with one hand as she rubs her tears away.
The Master turns away with a groan, grumbling about his future incarnation and resting his head on his arms. Maybe he could push them both out the door, watch them get sucked into the sun and fly away. It would be a beautiful irony- the Mistress finally learns to love the stars and he pushes her into one. She should thank him when he does.
Nardole meanwhile looks at her in surprise.
"Are you having an emotion?" He asks, staring at her.
She looks back at the sun and nods, tears relentless in their path down her face.
"Yes. I rather think I am." She says quietly.
The Master makes a sound of disgust but Nardole just continues staring at her.
"You've turned good." He says in wonder as she keeps crying.
The Mistress can only nod.
"I can hear it singing." Missy admits, biting her lip.
Meanwhile back at the ship's very fast bottom...
Bill stares upwards as the ship shoots out through the ceiling.
"Doctor." She says softly, dropping to her knees and lifting him into her arms.
"Doctor." She repeats, shaking as she cries.
Tears fall, soundless against the clamour of the cyberman city. Soundless against her worry and grief.
Unseen the tears collect together, a small pool on the rooftop which grows bigger than it should until a girl forms from it.
She has a star in her eyes.
"Come with me now." She says softly, extending her dripping hand to Bill. Her face shows only kindness.
Suddenly Bill notices the silence.
Still carrying the Doctor she makes her way to the roof's edge and looks out.
The city is silent, cybermen crumpled where they stood, all lights out. Humans look around in confusion.
Bill looks back at Heather.
"They've stopped. They're gone!" She exclaims, joy overtaking her as she cries again.
"They have. The bald man did it." Confirms the star-eyed girl.
Then Bill remembers.
She looks down confused.
"But- I was converted- how am I not like them?" She asks, looking over at the puddle girl.
Heather smiles.
"You're human. I turned you back." Heather explains, "I could change you again if you like." She offers but Bill just smiles, sweeping her into a hug.
She presses their noses together and then they are kissing.
When they pull away Bill is dripping water onto the rooftop.
They both laugh, arms still wrapped around each other.
"I said I'd wait for you." The girl says with a smile.
And Bill remembers again.
She turns back to where her cyber-body lays collapsed, the Doctor safely on top of it but unconscious.
"He-" She starts, feeling tears prick at her eyes again.
Heather holds Bill from behind, resting a chin on her shoulder.
"I can take us back to his Tardis. He'll be okay there." She says, "We can leave him a note if you like. Explain everything. We could even visit every Sunday." The star-eyes girl soothes. Bill places her hands over Heather's.
"Yes- I would like that. He's- what's going to happen to him?" Bill asks quietly.
Heather smiles against her neck and Bill can't help but smile too.
"He'll be reborn. Like a phoenix." She summarises.
"I like that." Bill sniffs, "And I like you."
Her wonderful puddle girl laughs into the desolate city where survivors are already picking themselves up.
"I like you too." She says, kissing her again, "Why would I have come back for you otherwise?"
