"Y-yes!" There's some relief in his voice, more than he means, but he doesn't care because Christ that had been fucking terrifying waiting for him to come back to himself. "Give me a moment-"

He finds the knots easily enough, and it's not difficult to untie them one-handed. "Are you- are you alright, doctor? You-" His voice softens, concerned, worried. "You didn't know who you were, a-at all. I-I-- I'm sorry, for tricking you, b-but it was the only thing I could think of to make sure you didn't try and hurt anyone else."