Davin hears voices and feels pressure against his leg, and he's suddenly incredibly awake. He tenses and shoots into a sitting position, scrambling backwards. For a moment he's back in that warehouse, splashing through cold water, but he takes a breath and everything becomes clear. He's on a soft, warm, dry couch, and he's okay. He's safe.

A soft whimper of pain escapes him when he presses him back into the corner of the sofa, thanks to the sudden jarring of his ribs, and he opens his eyes to see Mira and Raleigh looking at him in concern. His heart is racing and he takes a deep breath, resting his cast against his chest as he gives them a small, embarrassed smile.

"Sorry, I just--" He swallows hard and shakes his head. There's no need to explain, and he doesn't think he could find the words even if he wanted to. "I'm a little jumpy, I s'pose."

He shakes his head and smiles up at them, feeling relief at seeing them again. "It's good t'see the both of ya, it really is."