Seems you're good at that. [She threads her fingers through his hair, smiling lightly against the kiss.] Makin people a little stupid, gettin so attached to ya.

[Attached, yes. Nothing more than that. Nothing that would break her heart, going back to New York without him.]

Come with me. If yer- If...

Come back to New York with me. When we get outta this place. We can go back wherever, yeah? And if yer really...

[She doesn't know what she's saying exactly. If any of it makes sense. She just doesn't want to let him go. Ever.]