Koschei had regretted every word he had said to Theta when he had left. He didn't want to be a toy soldier, and where was the antidote for his psychic drumbeat? Definitely not in the Citadel. So why the heck did he say no? Koschei didn't even know himself, but he supposed it was just because he didn't want to hurt anybody. Because what was he but a monster. And everyone knows that every monster either gets killed or used as a weapon. The Lord President himself told him once that he was poison to everything he touched and that the only way anyone could be safe was if he kept fighting, using his darkness against the Daleks. The battles, scouting missions, that he and Theta had fought pretty much amounted to nothing, because everyone knew there was something else on the horizon. The four hundred years of fighting was just the opening act for the Time War. The next scene was fast approaching, and Koschei needed his friend back. He would know what to do, he would know how to fix everything, but he was God knows where. Probably showing the universe to someone new, someone... sane. So, drastic measures meant drastic actions. On the eve of when everyone expected the Daleks to attack, he sent a distress beacon out to every TARDIS in the east Galactic hemisphere. Three words that, he hoped, would bring Theta back "Spaceman, come home".