David held her and rocked a bit. "Come on Tris. You can do it. You can wake up. Please. I know you can hear me." He said softly. Holding her protectively close and wouldn't even let the chef get near. Even though the chef was concerned as well. He figured Tris would need her space when she came to. He was worried. He was panicking inside. He couldn't lose Tris. He didn't want to lose Tris. She was his friend and she had brought sunshine to his life. His eyes teared up more and tears of happiness trailed down his cheeks when she stirred. "You are alriight." He pulled her into his arms more snuggly. Helping her sit up in his lap. Holding her protectively. "You'll need to take the medication. To help control the seizures. They could kill you Tris. Please take the medicine. It will help you." He said softly.