She glanced back at him with a smirk. "The one I mentioned? Runs with Rose Tyler? He's here. So is the face before his. And two others before that." Out. Numbered.

"He has a Tardis. I do not, here. I suspect you do not either." That the Tardis was more or less temporally anchored was not something she felt the need to tell the Master, however. Omissions, micro betrayals and tea. It was an almost amusing way to pass the time.