Consciousness returns with a stinging slap on his cheek; an unfamiliar voice. "Wake up, cretin."
His mind is still ringing from the screams; he's disoriented, he's weak, and he's so hungry. But he keeps his voice steady. "Rani. How did you escape?"
"When you attacked Rassilon, some of the power fed back. I was able to use it to escape." Her tone is casual when she says, "I've formulated an injection that will stabilize your body."
"You've decided to help me out of gratitude." He doesn't bother hiding his sarcasm.
"Don't be ridiculous. You'll have to earn your daily injections."