The Master says nothing as he gently bandages the Doctor's arm. The Doctor is also silent, though his pain is evident.
"You could have gotten yourself killed," The Master finally says. The Doctor stares at his arm.
"I know. I'm sorry," he whispers. The Master only shakes his head, knowing that saying anything more would be pointless.
The Doctor looks up, and runs a thumb across the Master's face.
"I love you," he says quietly. The Master blinks, then smiles- a real, sincere, smile, one that even the Doctor has rarely seen.
"I love you too," The Master replies. The two of them continue to sit in silence, reveling in each other's company.