She knows it is... and if she doesn’t, the way they each meet the kiss should be an answer.

He holds her tightly, warmly, as they each try to catch their breath. It rattles him. It’s only been a few weeks since they saw each other, and decades.

"We'll be here for days, they say. Though I’ve a mind to — “

He tugs her towards the bed to sit. Just then, there's a sharp rap at the door, and with an apologetic look, he answers it. Ghost raises his head to see what Jon is doing. It's one of the innkeeps, with a tray with some bread and cheese and cups and a bottle. Jon takes the tray, sets it on the little table, shuts the door behind him.

“Where was I? The Long Night.”