[He waffled between being relieved and being concerned. The shift in emotions was draining, and after a moment of her talking he just put his face in his hands.] That's... good? [Ashton was genuinely unsure. What was the last thing she said; that they were awake, or that they were having trouble waking up?]
[When the door opens he looks up, briefly confused.] Hi. [A blink.] I was just talking to you... [Mr. Obvious reached up to turn off the communicator. The bandages were mostly covered by the gown, except some visible around the base of his neck, and peeking out from under the short sleeves.]