[Aeryn chases him, even as he goes limp. Sets her mouth over his in a kiss that's too chaste to read as anything but; he's broken, weary, afraid. He needs whatever security she has to offer.]

Crichton. I don't know what it is you're fighting right now, but I know myself - and I know what you mean to me.

Which means that whatever it is you two are going through, she must still feel the same about you.