"Dunno. My head hurts less but I still feel like utter shit." He was still sick, after all, so his chest hurt and he was nauseated but other than that, he was feeling like he had more energy. Maybe. "I'm not sure if it's placebo or not but I think I feel more... awake?"

He tried to push himself up, his arms struggling as he finally got himself sitting, looking at Hartley.

"I haven't falling over yet so that's a good sign, right?" His vitals looked good so -- it had to be good, right? He rubbed at his eyes. "Felt so weird. Like all my nerves were dancing."