Warren had been staying with Kara since he had brought her down to the Medical Bay. He didn't understand what had happened, because she had told him that she was everything resistant, and the next thing he knew, she was unconscious. Either she had been lying about that, or something very wrong had happened. He had fallen asleep in the chair beside her bed, waiting for any sense of a stirring from her, but it had been days.
When she shot up in bed, he jumped awake, not realizing what had happened for a few seconds. Then he saw the blonde sitting up in bed as he sat up straight, keeping an eye on her and noticing her hand was no longer cut. When she stood up beside her bed he got up immediately going over to her side to make sure she was steady, the hot touch of his hands against her arm and back. "Whoa, maybe you should sit back down." He may have been a hothead, but he took care of people who needed it.