Maybe it was because she felt a little vulnerable as she stood there in nothing but those simple clothes. She wasn't the proud President of Gallifrey and all of her dominions here in the TARDIS.

From where she stood, drawing herself closer to the Doctor, Romana was nothing more than a tired Time Lord having found a place to rest if only for a little while. The past and the present were set aside for what she believed to be the present.

She pressed her lips to his firmly. Even if she did have to go back in her mind she felt she still had time.