[He moves, placing a hand on the counter on each side of her, leaning in slightly as the kisses became a tad longer, deeper. He followed her lead, letting her set the tone.

And finally there's a moment where he breaks away, sliding a hand to cradle her cheek, entwining fingers in her locks. He's leaning forward and presses his forehead to hers and finally speaks with a slightly lowered voice.]

I'm going to get us out of here, Mina. I promise... I can do this. Scientists or not, they're not going to keep us here.