[ Coming to is a slow process. The dosage of meds he's on now might not be enough to keep him under, but they're enough to keep him fuzzy. Which is good, honestly, it keeps him from panicking as he wakes. This isn't the first time he's come to in a hospital bed, and he doesn't have fond memories of the prior occasions. He's always been alone. He vaguely registers pain, pressure, and is taking a slow assessment of himself before opening his eyes, but then... someone calls his name.
He's not alone. Someone's got his hand, and his eyes flutter open to wince against the lights -- they're dimmed, but he's still staring straight up at them. Grimacing makes him realize there's something in his mouth -- a tube, down his throat. That explains some of the pressure, he thinks. Okay. Stay calm. Don't move. It's easier than it should be, considering, and he attributes that to whatever they have him on at the moment that's keeping the pain at bay. His gaze moves towards the voice.
--Kyna?
Foggy enough to forget the facts he just realized, he tries to speak, and promptly chokes on the intubation. Alarms beep as his heart rate spikes, and when the nurses look over and see he's awake they're instantly at the bedside, one sending the other to page Doctor Grey. There's movement in his peripheral vision but he's just staring at Kyna, his hand clenching around hers in shock. This can't be real. He's hallucinating again, like in the room with the frozen Freelancers.
The tube comes out and he coughs, and it hurts like hell but he can still breathe without it. He's breathing. That's a start. His voice is rough and lower than it should be, but he can speak. ]
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He's not alone. Someone's got his hand, and his eyes flutter open to wince against the lights -- they're dimmed, but he's still staring straight up at them. Grimacing makes him realize there's something in his mouth -- a tube, down his throat. That explains some of the pressure, he thinks. Okay. Stay calm. Don't move. It's easier than it should be, considering, and he attributes that to whatever they have him on at the moment that's keeping the pain at bay. His gaze moves towards the voice.
--Kyna?
Foggy enough to forget the facts he just realized, he tries to speak, and promptly chokes on the intubation. Alarms beep as his heart rate spikes, and when the nurses look over and see he's awake they're instantly at the bedside, one sending the other to page Doctor Grey. There's movement in his peripheral vision but he's just staring at Kyna, his hand clenching around hers in shock. This can't be real. He's hallucinating again, like in the room with the frozen Freelancers.
The tube comes out and he coughs, and it hurts like hell but he can still breathe without it. He's breathing. That's a start. His voice is rough and lower than it should be, but he can speak. ]
Kyna?