When she starts to come to, things are fuzzy at best. She's groggy as all hell and not even really aware of the fact that she's waking up. Her hands twitching slightly, CT's brow furrows softly before her eyes slide open slowly. At first, she has to squint against the harsh light in the room, but as things come into focus, she glances around herself. Eyes darting around quickly, it takes her...maybe a moment or two longer than it should for her to figure out where she is.

Med bay. Recovery room, more specifically. But why...? The reasoning, she's lost on. She doesn't remember the last thing that happened, finding that everything in her head is a bit jumbled. She can't really find a defined timeline.

Head rolling to one side, CT's gaze finds itself resting on...Wash? But what's he doing here? Not that she has a problem at all with the company, she's just lost. Drawing in a breath through her nose, she watches him for longer than she realizes, then gives her head a gentle shake in an effort to clear it once she comes to a bit more clearly.

"Wash?" She asks finally, voice quiet. Not yet taking notice of the fact that his hand is resting on top of hers, a confused frown sets in across her face. She doesn't like this feeling. She wants her head clear at all times, so this foggy feeling, this inability to sort out what the hell happened is frustrating. "What are you doing here? What happened?"