"You're sorry?" Jack tugged on the chains as if to just prove how out of place that statement was in this scenario.

The Master looked genuinely remorseful for a second, but it was nothing, it passed and even if it didn't, Jack didn't care. Right now, locked in the recesses of his own mind, trapped inside a nightmare, he wasn't feeling overly receptive to the Master's emotions.

"How long," Jack said, "how long have you been here?"