for the Doctor/Master shippers, this is so true. :-)
Let us forget for a moment that him dying had any other meaning than “I don’t like you”. Let’s completely forget about the fact that he had a back up plan, and therefore knew that he wouldn’t actually die. Let’s pretend that this scene had nothing to do with the fact that the Master so desperately needed to hurt the Doctor, to win FOR ONCE, that he’d let himself die just to see him cry.And while we’re at it, let’s forget about the countless times the younger Masters asked/pleaded with/begged the Doctor to travel with him, only to have it thrown in his face, making this scene less of a simple “I think I’ll just drop dead now” scene, and more of a terribly heartbreaking turnabout of events that’s been decades in the making.
I know, all of that is pretty irrelevant, huh? So just forget it. I mean you’re right, just because what they have isn’t all running through fields of flowers cheerful means it can’t possibly be love. It’s messy, it’s violent, it’s full of resentment and angst, so there couldn’t possibly be any love. Nope. And the fact that they have saved each other, worked with each other, fought with each other, and followed each other around the universe for hundreds of years means nothing. So what if the writers and actors have condoned the ship? So what if they have 40+ years of a back story? So what if the Master thinks a universe without the Doctor scarce bears thinking about? So what if the Doctor sobs over his dead body harder than he has ever sobbed in the history of the show, and if it was only when the Master came that he was truly not alone, and if after all he has done and all he has killed, all the Doctor wanted to do was hug him and forgive him.
You’re right. Seems pretty reasonable to judge their whole dynamic on just the surface level of one scene.