The Doctor sighed as he stared over at the Master where he lay unconscious on the other side of the bed. Impatiently he tugged the Master's blankets up further over his friend with deft fingers and smoothed out the creases in the fabric. He wasn't sure if he wanted the Master to wake up sooner or later. The Doctor both wanted to get the oncoming discussion over with and at the same time delay it for as long as he could.
Shifting on top of the Master's bed he stared at his friends' relaxed face. He looked so… peaceful. The Doctor hadn't seen him look like that since the Academy. Back when he'd been Theta and the Master had been Koschei.
Smiling fondly the Doctor reached over and brushed some hair out of the Master's eyes. He couldn't get over how, how innocent the Master looked in that moment. How young he appeared.
Thinking back on what the Master had acted earlier made his smile slide off his face like a flame doused with water. As far as first impressions went it hadn't been the worst the Doctor had ever seen but it had definitely been bad.
He had really hoped the Master and Amelia would get off on a good foot but well, that hadn't happened.
In hindsight the Doctor probably should have at least given the other Time Lord some warning before running off. Especially since he hadn't left the TARDIS during the entirety of the Master's stay apart from just earlier.
Shifting down on the bed until he was lying next to the other man the Doctor turned towards his friend, still contemplating the earlier events. Wrapping his arms around him the Doctor pulled the Master's unconscious body up against his chest so only a thin layer of blankets separated them.
Exhausted he buried his face in the Master's messy blonde hair and closed his eyes, letting everything else fall away.