52 // [Accidental Video]
[The video switches on pointed at the Master's bed. Nothing jostling it, no real reason. Bastard thing. There is a huddled shape in the bed, which actually turns out to be a little girl.
From what can be seen out of the blankets, she's wearing an outsized white men's dress shirt and cuddling a cricket bat.
Then, the Master walks into frame, wearing a dressing gown, towelling his hair dry. He looks over at the bed, comes to a halt, and really peers at the bed. Or, more specifically, the figure on it. Then he sighs, and makes a face, and walks offscreen.
Two minutes later, he walks back into frame, only in silky pyjamas this time and then pauses and looks directly at the camera. Making another face he walks over to it and whispers into it.]
One: I'm better.
Two: I would assume that's Lucy. Unless the City's being incredibly strange. Lucy, if that isn't you...you haven't left, have you?
[He switches the video off.]
From what can be seen out of the blankets, she's wearing an outsized white men's dress shirt and cuddling a cricket bat.
Then, the Master walks into frame, wearing a dressing gown, towelling his hair dry. He looks over at the bed, comes to a halt, and really peers at the bed. Or, more specifically, the figure on it. Then he sighs, and makes a face, and walks offscreen.
Two minutes later, he walks back into frame, only in silky pyjamas this time and then pauses and looks directly at the camera. Making another face he walks over to it and whispers into it.]
One: I'm better.
Two: I would assume that's Lucy. Unless the City's being incredibly strange. Lucy, if that isn't you...you haven't left, have you?
[He switches the video off.]