Kvothe shifted for a moment before coming awake with a jolt, but he still wasn't fully aware of what was going on and who he was with. Not realizing that the doctor had left he panicked and struggled against the hand on his shoulder, but unfortunately the violent movement jostled the mangled remains of his hand. He cried out in pain and curled in on himself, clutching his wrist as he held it close to his chest protectively, in fear that it was going to be damaged further.