Re: [(early) kinda sorta mental: holly/noah.]
[Sorry, Holly. If it's any consolation, Noah's cheek hurts too. Or, where his cheek would be, if he was, like, corporeal at all. And rn, he kind of isn't. He can't quite connect back with his body yet, but he's not trying super hard or anything. Noah's still focusing on Holly, on him moving, on where he's hurting, on getting him somewhere safer. So, yeah, going up another flight or whatever, that's good. Noah relents. His pressure. His insistence. Whatever. It eases as the medics start filtering in. But, Noah's not calm yet. Holly is—calmer, anyway. But, there're too many rapid heart-rates around for Noah to chill. He runs his, like, mental hands over Holly, just checking him, seeing how hurt he is. It probably doesn't come with any physical sensation, but maybe a weird awareness. And the gist of the impetus is this: I love you so much, you have to be okay.]