He woke slowly because when you were feeling this stiff and in pain, you weren't going to sleep for long without feeling like things were strange. He couldn't shift in the bed, even if he wanted to, because it hurt, but he did risk a glance to the side and exhaled as he saw Nyota. She was asleep and he scowled as much as he could.

"Nyota," he said her name softly, throat dry, "Nyota, you need to go. Now."