Ben was very dimly aware of movement, but not so aware that he could react to it. His jaw hurt, even through the anaesthetic haze, and he had general pain, seemingly everywhere. He decided not to push for more consciousness and simply drifted as he continued to move.
He could hear voices, although he wasn't completely sure what they were saying. They were comfortable, though. Familiar.
He relaxed until he suddenly felt himself stop. Then there was pain again as something moved him sideways. He moaned and screwed his eyes shut but God it hurt... then it was cool. Cool was good. Very good.
His mouth felt weird so he licked his lips. It hurt like hell and the taste was bad enough for him to notice. He was thirsty. He just didn't have the awareness or the energy to say anything except to moan again.