Mini-log: Noah NW + Holly NW
Holly was awake, because sleeping? Wasn't really something Holly did much of. He'd always been an insomniac, but that shit was crazy-augmented here, in this Repose, which he was willing to admit now, right? Because there was the thing about him fucking with people around them, right? So he was willing to accept the lack of sleep and the healing thing as just more of the same. Anyway, he was awake, but in bed beside Noah.
He noticed as soon as Noah's sleep got weird, but the guy had nightmares, so it wasn't worrying. But then it got worse? And Holly touched Noah's shoulder, sitting up as the blankets pooled around the striped pajama pants he wore. "Hey... Hey-" And then Noah sat up, and his face looked clammy and scared and like he couldn't breathe, and Holly reached to touch the hands the guy had at his throat. "Hey... Do I call 911? Just nod, okay?" But he was already moving, scared and already reaching for his phone.