His arm had already mostly regrown, by the time he awoke; between the Regeneration spells, and Aviendha's support spells, though his abilities repair it completely and instantly. Vorela wraps her arms around him, almost as soon as he sits up, squeezing him tight. "Oh, thank the gods, you're all right... we were so worried about you!" Aviendha had fallen asleep, having worn herself out from pouring energy into him for hours on end, though she stirs awake at Vorela's voice. "Draiss! You're awake!"