She shrugs him off and Hawkeye backs away a little, giving her space. It's clear enough from the way she reacts to him that this isn't Aurora, even if the resemblance is more than striking. She doesn't look like she should be out of bed, and Hawkeye glances down to her hospital wristband, checking for her ward number.

"So have you, looks like," he muses. She's supposed to be in the maternity ward, so there's no reason for her to be up here except perhaps boredom. Hawkeye knows better than anyone how time can stretch in this place, but she looks like a soft breeze would blow her over right now.

"I think we should get you back to bed." He doesn't move to touch her again, expecting that she'll shove him off again, but he does stand close by in case she falls.