Spike couldn't have stopped the sigh of relief when she finally came to if he'd wanted to and he nodded, "Yeah, hey. Welcome back to the land of the conscious, Slayer." His tone was more nonchalant than his body language, but he was keeping ninety percent of his reaction in check because he still wasn't sure where she was, consciously.
"Stupid question, but...you all right?" he asked, looking expectantly up at her. He wondered if she would even mention it if anything was wrong. She was still so young, but even then she'd been strong. Stronger than she knew. But she was also stubborn, and always put others before herself and had a terrible habit of running herself into the ground before she evaluated her own problems.
He pushed himself up, offering a hand to her, "Can ya stand up?"