[john pauses when he looks down at her, seeing the way she looks down at her hands like that. when she does, his hand reaches out to rest over top of her hands, and then he lifts his hand up to frame the side of her face.]

Elena, that's... not what I meant. I meant I know what I should feel about this place, but I don't feel that way. I know people walk around here saying it's this place that's in between, but it's real to me.

This is real to me, and there aren't any guarantees on the other side of that door either like there are none over here, but I haven't tried walking through that door since I teleported with you to the top of the ship. [his thumb slides over the side of her face, and then he leans in and he kisses her, lingering against her mouth as he breathes her in. he pulls back very, very slowly, giving her a quiet but warm smile.]

...but I did think of doing that since we teleported... actually the moment that we did.