Re: [(early) kinda sorta mental: holly/noah.]
[If asked, Holly would say he could feel Noah, like, throughout, but there was something crazy soothing about actually hearing the guy speak, like, mentally. There were words before, but they were more like things born in his own mind? Whatever. Now? He's out of the way, back against the wall, and the vast majority of people have gone up and he can hear them overhead, on the level above him. There are some stragglers on the stairs and below, but they're hurt and slow, and Holly leans his head back against the wall. He presses his hand to his arm, like Noah said, and he nodded about the medics, as if Noah could see it. Maybe Noah could.
Blame the blood and pain, but he's kinda floaty. Floaty enough to just ramble-think at the guy, right? Which has to be better than freaking out.] Bossy... Hey. You feel really close... When's the wedding? Or... wait, did you sign the papers?... You know, I bet you look pretty when you're worried, but I'm not in the mood for breakfast right now... Come nap?