Leela stared at the two old friends, stunned by the request Romana had just made.

‘I’m not asking you for myself, I’m asking you for Gallifrey, for Time and the Universe!’ Romana implored the old warrior.

‘Romana, if I do this, there is no coming back, not for any of us.’

‘I know.’ replied the president, sorrow edging each word. She repeated again, quietly. ‘For Gallifrey.’

‘For Gallifrey.’ he nodded once, unable to look either Romana or Leela in the eye, turned and strode from the room.

Romana turned to Leela. ‘The Moment has come.’