A small grumble comes from Demetri as his eyes open. Taking a moment to get his bearing, he realizes where he is, but doesn't quite recognize everybody's face.

"What the hell," he muttered, blinking a few times. Right now would have been the time he put his hand to his forhead, but the lack of strength prevented this. "Where in the world am I?" The elf's eyes dart around a bit, trying to get a grasp of the scenery. After a moment though, they land on Tivia, with a small smile crossing his face. He remained silent for an answer from someone, because he truly did not know where he was, but the sight of her relieved him greatly.