Davros always escapes. He escaped me as well, and I was willing to do what so few would. Useless. Like any sort of destruction.

Rassilon. I believe that it's been unceremoniously proven aboard this very ship alone, if any being has the right to make decisions for the good of the cosmos, it shouldn't be a Time Lord. Time doesn't like us very much for what we've done to her.

[It makes him sad, really. He'd had these sort of displaced thoughts that made him fond of Rassilon. That made him fond of Omega. He tried to ignore them most of the time. They were more bothersome than anything usually. But right now, it made Rassilon's behavior truly and utterly troubling.

At the very least, he missed the soul he encountered in the tomb.] However. There's not very much I can say about it now.