"We aren't supposed to be anything but what we are in this moment. We can be happy eventually...it can come later," he quietly suggested, because he wasn't sure if he could summon happy at this moment. Happy was an emotion he didn't really feel much these days. He was happy when he was with her, but even then, he rarely allowed himself to stop thinking about everything going on. Everything they were responsible for. He rarely allowed himself to be happy.
"I love you," he also said, because it was true and he needed to say it as well. He leaned into the kiss, moving his hand up to slip into the curls of her hair, letting his eyes close to try and savor this moment To find the comfort he could only find with her. As long as he had Hannah, he could fight battles out in the world till the end of time if he had too, just as long as she was there with him.
"We'll make it, Hannah, we will," he promised her, whispering this just inches from her lips.