Caliborn would certainly agree that the Master is not crazy. Caliborn has verbally argued with the voices, mostly about how they should at least be less quiet so he can hear them better.

He leans over and 'playfully' elbows the Master. "Hey. I thought we were talking about 'getting along' with the others. To make the big guys happy. I don't think they give a shit if we loathe them on our own time. And fantasize about brutally murdering them to the last.

"What are you talking about. Are you that afraid of dragon vore."