If not for Allana or Clark near by, he would have panicked being hooked up to so many machines. His past brought unfortunate side effects of doctor fear. Though they were in the present he wasn't exactly over them. If anything he'd made the fear worse by worrying. Wondering what if and over thinking details. What if Allana hadn't been there when he first woke up? Would Doctor Tam have run experiments on him? That's what doctors did right, experiments for science? He wasn't going to have any part of that. His heart told him by the time Tam came back he needed to be out, but his brain refused to listen. Instead it sent him back to the bed where he was forced to recuperate his attempt to move too quickly. His breathing a little short and is patience thin.
His blue eyes watched her, riddled with exhaustion. They were the same color as Clark's, his hair the same black, his body the same build. But he was not just a shell of a Kryptonian he'd become post Famine, he was Kon-El again. Arrogant beyond reason, sharp enough wit to match even Allana. He was human again. " Figures..you'd build a library over me wouldn't you. " His voice was strained, but her smile met with his own. His face brightened as she moved in close to lie with him, her body against his. He felt alive again. He didn't feel lost anymore, he knew exactly where he belonged. His arm wrapped around her gently as he rested his cheek on her forehead. "I missed you a little too." His fingertips toyed with her side as his eyes closed half way. He wanted to kiss her, but he hadn't brushed his teeth for what felt like a week. He was determined to save the kissing for the minute he was able to stand on his own again to get to her.
"What'd I miss? Anything exciting? " With her so close, the maddening beeping of the nearby monitor was forgotten. Only the fact that he could see and touch her again mattered. His arm around her was like a lifeline to reassure himself that it was all real, that he wasn't just dreaming. Simon's infirmary was a little dreary, but he tried to block it out. There were more important things to worry about then the wallpaper. Or lack there of.