Kell presses a soft kiss to the other's jaw as the sheet covers them. He tries to listen to what Holland says. He tries not to think of how fast time is ticking by.

The hand in his hair is soothing and makes it easier to not think too deeply about time.

The question is more like a statement and Kell sighs, pushing up just enough so he can look Holland in the eye.

"If I didn't know better I'd think he wants me dead too."