Allana bit down hard on her lower lip as Kon's thumb brushed across the back of her hand and his eyes opened so slowly that she could tell the effort must be costing him. Even as she felt several muscles she didn't even know it had been possible for her to tense relaxing with the relief of the fact that he was awake and apparently knew who she was, and that he was showing more emotion than the last time he’d awoken from an unnatural sleep, she couldn’t help but remain nervous at the effort moving was clearly costing him. Give him a break, she chided herself, he’s coming out of a kriffing coma. Also probably best to restrain the concern because if he knows I actually worry when he doesn’t show off the stupid super speed he’ll never give it a rest and I will have to put him back in a coma again. The thought made it possible for her to smile a little instead of simply dissolving with the stress of the past few days and keep herself composed for Kon’s sake as re-acclimated to the world of the conscious.
”Hey…miss me?” That earned him a laugh, though it was cut off abruptly as he tried to get up, struggled for a moment, and then fell back on the pillows with a look of frustration that promised another attempt was shortly to be in the works. She glanced sideways at the phone on the wall, Doctor Tam had gone in to the hospital but had assured her that he or the woman who worked down in the infirmary with him sometimes, Jessica she thought it was, would always be only a phone call away. Part of her wanted to do the sensible thing and call in the doctor, maybe even do the paranoid thing and demand Clark get the doctor here in under two seconds so that he could examine Kon now. Knowing Kon, however, a doctor waving lights in his face and running tests so soon after he’d woken up would probably just freak him out and make him even more determined to struggle to get up before he was ready. She reached out subtly with the Force and, sensing nothing except exhaustion and weakness in him to indicate that something was wrong, decided that, for the moment, it was more important to convince him not to hurt himself trying to zip around like a hummingbird on crack five seconds after waking up from an inexplicable coma.
“Miss you? Oh, no, are you kidding? Do you know how much reading I got done without you distracting me?” She kicked off the flats she was wearing and settled delicately into a seated position on the bed next to him. “Book after book. I’ve got a whole library up here now,” she went on, tapping her index finger against her temple to illustrate her point as she grinned down at him. The wires and tubes got a moment’s careful tactical consideration before she managed to work herself around them so that when she lay down next to Kon she didn’t disturb any of them. She moved so that her head was resting lightly on his shoulder and muttered, quietly, “I maybe missed you a little anyway though.”