She nodded turning her head to catching his lips in a kiss. It wasn't the easy sort of relief and desperation that'd happened the first night she'd been here - it was something else, something that was intense instead of happy.

She pulled back just enough that her forehead still touched his, but her voice was lower when she spoke. "We'll be those people." She said it softly, her fingers slipping up to the back of his neck. She needed that stability desperately, the anchor that kept her from falling and crumbling when she didn't have the luxury. "We'll make it through this, too."