Fen fidgeted as he sat on the gurney across from Sasha. The guy was sleeping pretty soundly, snoring quietly. His feet hung off the end of the bed and his arm clutched the pillow under his head tightly. Fen wondered where the man could have come from. What was it like there? Why had someone tried so hard to kill him? 

Fen perked up suddenly when Tobias bustled in. He checked the Russian's stats, then left without sharing much information. Fen supposed that was a good sign; the doctor wouldn't leave a patient that he thought was unstable, right? He went back to playing with a string in his hands. 

After a few more minutes, the large man began to stir. Fen looked up once more, watching him intently as he groaned and and shifted on the bed. The man opened his eyes and looked right at Fen, but he didn't say anything comprehensible. He muttered a few slurred words. Fen remembered the IVs attached to his arm. The guy was probably pretty out of it. It was a bit disappointing; Fen really wanted to talk to him when the man was in a right state of mind.

He looked towards the door just as Ravenia come in. Fen smiled and gave her a wave. 
"I think he's, uh, awake now. Maybe."