The Master hadn’t taken Tar’s no as an answer, and once Naomi was with her guardian, the Time Lord tracked down the TARDIS form and set to work on the console. There had to be something small that was hindering her from being able to function normally. A critical failure. Hard drive? A failed circuit? Overgrown coral? He’d need to pull up each panel to check there, and then go below, and he refused to lose one of the few friends he had. Not now.