It was, of course, never your plan to end up unconscious in the hospital that day. It was, of course, also just your luck that you ended up with someone who cared so deeply about their medical craft watching over you. After your hasty little incident, you are slowly coming to... sort of.

Carter stands by your side, fingers foolishly crossed at his hips, waiting for a sign of life. He murmurs a, 'come on, come on...' to himself.