Re: [(early) kinda sorta mental: holly/noah.]
[Holly was unaware that the medic's immediate, like, focusing on the gunshot wound, you know, without need to feel through all the blood for it? Was an assisted thing. In fact, after the groaning and wincing that came with being moved, the hisses of pain, Holly just settled back and closed his eyes in a manner that was, all things considered, way too trusting for him. He smiles when he "hears" Noah's voice:] Quit worrying. [Okay, okay, so he's not currently thinking about how badly he probably freaked the guy out, but he'll feel guilty later. Right now? He just sighs, numbed by the bloodloss and shock, and he falls asleep, like, immediately now that the threat is done. But, you know, one last thought:] Love you. [And, blackness.]