The tension quickly bled out of his body as the morphine got to work, and he opened his eyes once he was able. He looked all round him and found what had to be Dr. Cuddy's dark hair so he did his best to focus on her. He finally managed to see vaguely recognisable facial features instead of a blur of colours, so he carefully and slowly wiggled a couple of fingers as he tried to smile around the tube that was helping him to breathe. A shitty attempt at a hello, true, but it was still an attempt.