Advice?

So, I've been at camp for the week. It's an adventure camp, with team building, and climbing, and stuff. To help you guys understand, I'm disabled. I can't do stuff others do every day, like run in gym, and, honestly, walking from the car to Walmart makes me exausted. So, I knew ahead of time that this camp would be hard, if not impossible.
My class was seperated into two groups: Group A, with my music/Science teacher, and Group B, with my pricipal. I was in group B with my best friend Karissa, and Connor. Those are basically the only two people that matter.
Connor and I, we're hard to explain. We joke and banter all the time, but I don't know if I'd really call us friends.
So, our fist, well, not first, but first that really matters, activity was the High Ropes course. That's where you climb either a wooden ladder-type thing, or a rope ladder tube. I chose the wooden one. It was wooden boards, going criss-cross, about a foot apart, and it went, maybe, seventy five feet up.
About half way up, I froze. I couldn't move. My group cheered me on, and then I heard him: ""Lauren, you can do this. I'ts all worth it once you get to the top." I repeated this in my head, a constant mantra. Finally, I made it to the top, and took what was called the Leap of Faith, where you jumped down. He was on my 'catch team', the group of people that lowered me to the ground. He didn't come up to me, or anything.
The next day, we had the zipline. First, you had to climb a pole usind staples. I swore, I couldn't do it, but half my group gathered under it, helping me, and cheering me on. He wasn't with them.
Finally, I made it to the top. I hestitated a little before sliding off, but I did, finally. Once I made it to the end, I stood on the ladder and a counselor clipped me off the line. Connor was holding onto the ladder in front of me, so I could see him.
When I was a few feet above him, I looked hime straight in his amazing grey/blue eyes, and said, "Don't let me fall, Connor, whatever you do, don't let me fall."
Holding my gaze, he said steadily, "I won't, I've got you."
"Promise?" I whisper.
"I promise." He said.
I climbed down, holding his gaze the whole time.
Once I was on solid ground, he didn't say anything to me.
Later that night, we had a campfire. He held my hand there, helping me. And, he held it, all the way through. But, he never spoke.
The next day, we had tree climbing. I did it diffrently, like I do everything else, but it was still hard.
When I was about half way up, Karissa and Connor had already made it to the top. They were cheering me on, and it made me climb much faster.
After I was about three fourths up, Karissa had to come down. She stopped when she goth to me, and said, "Go get him.", asnd slid all the way down.
Connor kept cheering, telling me how close I was, how I could so make it, and I did. He helped me onto his bramch, and held my hand tight, but we still talked like how we used to, about Jenna Marbles, and landsharks, and other stuff. Finally, it was time to come down, and I whispered, "I'm scared."
He said back, "It's okay, I've got you", and squeezed my hand.
He held my hand all the way down, halping me when I needed it, and when we were down, led me to my poncho where I laid on my back. After that, he helped my to the cabin.
Later, it was time to go, and he helped me carry my luggage onto the bus, and saved me a spot next to him. I ended up falling asleep on him, his head around my back, my head on his shoulder.
When I was about to go home, he gave me a hug.
Will we still be like this when school starts on Monday?
What should I say?