[She can't help it. Everything else be damned, she is going to kiss her husband for that, and with a soft splash, her lips will suddenly be on his. And while it is slow and sweet, there is a hidden, fiery passion hidden beneath the deliberate move of her lips, a promise of things to come once they have both recovered, because gods know they both need it. For now, she is content to show him how grateful she is through this when words don't feel like enough.]

And you're the strongest man I know.

[To have gone through all of that and still come out on the other side wanting to do what's right... She can't think of anyone more resilient.]

Guess that's what makes us such a good team, yeah?

[She leans back from him then, looking him right in his eyes.]

No matter what happens, I'm always going to love you. Just always remember that, okay?

[He could turn a thousand times—god forbid—and she would still be there to save him and to pick him back up and love him until her very last breath.

And her lips part again, as if she wants to say something more, but she hesitates...]