For the most part, he kept still and quiet as he was poked and prodded and moved about, but if his left shoulder or arm were touched, he couldn't help but do his best to pull away. Sadly, his current best was nothing more than a very very small jerk that did nothing, so he had to settle for quiet moans.
He couldn't keep his eyes open either, not even when he heard Tommy. He attempted to smile for his brother, but just about managed a brief twitch of his lips. "Tommy..." he tried to say, but it didn't really work. Just the hard 'T' sound followed by a soft sigh. He was too tired, which made no sense. Only just awake and already looking to get some rack.
Wait, wait, if Tommy was here, did that mean Neytiri was here? He wanted to see her.