The Master flinched a little when she squeezed. "What does that matter?" he asked, a trifle irritated. It was a failure, and he did not ever admit to failure.
He shook his head as if to dispel any trace of nagging conscience. "They did it to themselves, in the end. Just needed a push, I suppose. Couldn't stop them if I tried."
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Date: 2009-10-11 12:23 am (UTC)He shook his head as if to dispel any trace of nagging conscience. "They did it to themselves, in the end. Just needed a push, I suppose. Couldn't stop them if I tried."