That warm accent and affectionate term did more for him then any doctor ever could have. Kirk let out a sigh, staring into those dark eyes, before letting his own shut. "I have no idea." He whispered, completely honest. "Last thing I'm even sure about is a needle in my arm then... everything... it could have been a hallucination or a dream or real for all I know. Just big gaps of time I can't remember anything at all, or I can't... tell. Can't tell if its real or not."