The Master's sneer for Martha and Jamie slipped away as quick as anything at the shrill, unmistakably Dalek voices just outside the Medbay.

"I told you," he hissed, amazingly enough crawling even further under the table. "Now you've attracted their attention."

He jerked his head toward Ian, who actually had a semblance of the right idea. At least one of the Doctor's humans had taken notes. "Why don't you go and make yourselves useful?" the Master snapped. He'd just... keep the area under the table nice and clear.