If he had stopped to think about it, the Master probably would have realized that he and Coral actually had a fair bit in common. They both of them felt abandoned when Elian left, since both of their universes seemed to centre around her. Not so surprising, that. Everyone who met Elian loved her instantly, pretty much the opposite of the effect the Master himself seemed to have on people. But ( or at least, so he liked to think ) he and Coral had a greater claim on her than most, him her Time Lord and Coral her sister.
He scowled, remembering his promise to Elian to keep her beloved sister safe and happy. How the hell was he meant to do that, then, when he knew nothing about the creature?
❝Hungry, Box? Tired? Elian insists TARDIS don’t need much
sleep, but I’m unconvinced. Suppose we could go for a walk?❞
She was Elian’s PET, after all, was she not? And pets needed WALKING.
❝ We really don’t nee sleep much at all. Unless we’ve used up
our entire energy stores, then we can hibernate for ages. Or if
repairs are happening. ❞
It’s better for everyone if a TARDIS asleep when repairs are happening. Things were less likely to go awry that way. One thing gone wrong and WHOOPS, one could be erased from all of time and space. ( Who? )
❝ I suppose we could go for a walk . . . ❞ Coral’s a bit sceptical as she says it; it didn’t seem like very much fun. A walk? Why not a skip, or even a run? Oh, a run from an exploding volcano, that could be fun! Definitely more exciting than a walk. Though perhaps too exciting, she considered, eyeing the Time Lord, her sister’s pleas to make sure he took care of himself ringing in her ears.
❝ Do you like sweets? ❞
A cautious offering, as if afraid the wrong move and he’d ought her to her sister for even suggesting sweets. Coral wasn’t supposed to over indulge ( though she staunchly argued there was no such thing as over indulging on sweets. Not for HER, at least ).
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