He scoffed. "I know you have been... I heard you. I think that you're the only reason I am awake," he mused, turning his head torward the ceiling. "Where the hell am I?" was his next question, but he felt weak, so it didn't sound as demanding as it should have. More of a plea. He fell back against the pillows and looked back at Caroline. "I'm sorry to have worried you," he finally offered, giving her a crooked grin.