He opens his mouth and closes it again, trying to collect his thoughts. "...am...am I sick?" Kurt's voice is quiet but heavily accented from his Bavarian upbringing. Frightened that he doesn't know what's going on, his first statement being just as confused as he was.
A moment later, the door comes open and Stryker himself comes in. He takes in Kurt's appearance, knowing that his drug is nearly worn off and pulls another syringe out of his pocket to dose him again. "Welcome, sir," he addresses the Doctor as if it was completely normal for all three of them to be there. Kurt is too confused to pull back as Stryker takes his arm to inject him, his thoughts spiraling back down into complacency and pliability.