Robin didn't know what to say. She saw everything as he explained: the fire, the Time Lords screaming, the horrible screeching of the Daleks... A shiver worked its way down her spine. This was a race truly dedicated to destruction. And so it amazed her even more that the Doctor remained with the entire race of terrifying mutants hell-bent on killing him.<br/><br/>A completely different sort of shiver made her tremble as the Doctor pressed her hand to his forehead. Adrenaline was pumping through her, she was still breathing hard, and her hand was pressed against his cool skin. So without even thinking, she moved forward, pulling the Doctor's chin up with her free hand, and kissed him on the lips. Just for an instant, she felt nothing other than her lips on his; no memories intruded, there was no sound... Just this.<br/><br/>But after about a second, she realized what she was doing, and pulled back, taking her hand with her. She clapped both hands to her mouth, standing there in shock.<br/><br/>"I'm... I'm sorry," she said softly, taking a few more steps away. "I never do things like that. I'm sorry. Really. Anyway, so, the Daleks. You've beaten them before, right? Well, how do we do it this time?" Her cheeks were a shocking color of red, and she turned around, looking toward the door.