Anduin groans softly, vaguely aware that there is someone there with him, talking to him. Also that his head aches and feels very fuzzy at once, and -- just about everything else hurts as well.

Vaguely aware of the questions he's been posed, Anduin squeezes his eyes shut for a moment, moving to raise his hand to press to his head before blinking bright blue eyes open to look up at his companion.

Cato. He's a medical robot, isn't he? Anduin vaguely remembers this from their conversation before.

"Ugh," Anduin says, eloquently.