Jack slapped the cuffs over The Master's wrists, perhaps a bit too tightly. oops. "Well, we've got options. First, I could just keep you in a cell by yourself. Watch you waste away or go mad from isolation. Or I could give you a cellmate. We've always got a weevil or two chained up downstairs, and I'm sure they'd love to get a taste of Time Lord flesh. Or maybe they won't? Who's to say?" He gave the chain between the cuffs a little jerk. "I could make you forget all about this night. Everything you saw, everything you heard.. all gone. Or maybe I'd make you forget a little more. Maybe the last 900 years? Or. I could chain you to a wall and break all of your bones. What do you think?"