[Nuzzles into his hair, sighing out and slowly relaxing - he's exhausted, too, in the end, but also doesn't want to fall asleep right away and miss a chance to hold him like this after so long without him]
[Holds him tight, petting his hair, his other hand stroking over his back gently, cuddling up to him]
I love you. I've got you. [For now, at least, he's got you] Whatever you decide... I'm with you. I'll always be here. And... [it's not the best time to bring it up when they should be going to sleep, but,] whatever you decide to do, about us, or tell her or don't tell her... I trust you.