James smiles and nods. "Thankfully that version of reality never existed, though I still remember it. As do Andrew and Lucy," he answers, remembering that she's here as well, though he hasn't spoken to her. She's probably rather wary of him, given his role as a copy of the Master during the only time they spent together. "Though you might not have met her? Young, blonde woman, English and high class. A bit, err... unusual." He's not sure how to put it politely.