He hears the slight shifting on the pillows, the turn of a head. It makes him open his eyes just a bit more to see Jack there.

And he cracks just a bit of a smile.

"Hey there..."

His voice comes a bit hoarse and he clears his throat, moving his chair a bit closer. His hand reaches out just slightly to the one that isn't poked fulled of needles for various things. It's a careful touch, one that avoids wounds and bruises as best it can.