Holland gave Kell a look, "I'm not so weak that I couldn't survive Delilah." He was more than capable; more powerful and he had something neither of them had as much of: experience.

But he shifted and settled down a bit better on the cot beside Kell, pulling him closer so that he could get comfortable. Pillowing his head on his arm as he carded his fingers back through Kells hair, "We can try to think about this later. For now...just...stay right here. Unless you want me to go. They will notice I'm missing eventually."