The bloke is sleeping in the same medical unit as you, in the same room, in a bed adjacent to yours. You has saved from him close fire just hours ago, and you had sustained injuries, but more minor than his, just waiting for the lad to wake up.

They had to give him some morphine and the good ol' stuff to go through with the emergency procedure, so the nurses warned you he'd be a little out of it.

You're snapped out of your thoughts as he blinks awake, looking incredibly confused and confounded. He feels like a blur, like the human sensory equivalent of seeing three frames per second and in a 240p vision. His eyes widen as he turns to face you, and he turns straight ahead again, as if surprised by the sight of you, or whatever he can see of you right now in his state.

".. thar's a big possabil'y.. that 'm high raight nou.. but.. 'm pre'y sure.. jaysus is raight next to mey." he mutters to himself, staring at you with furrowed brows.