The room was dim enough to not prompt so much of a question as to why he'd still seemed flushed for all he was dealing with. Being conscious was better than not; at least this way it saves them for having to try and forcibly wake him for fluids.

"Okay. Don't strain too much."

She doesn't want to overwhelm him with too many words, but him waking is a good sign. Not out of the woods, not by a long shot, but it was still some relief to see him wake on his own.

"You're going to need fluids. We have enough cushions here that you should be able to sit up comfortably when ready."