Moonspear calculate the pattern that is causing my disease

​Weather: 39°F and cloudy. 
Time: Around 2:00 PM.
Attention: @Lyra!
Note: Set before this thread.

It had been a few minutes since Rannoch had woken from his mid-day nap and finally, he stirred. Since getting injured, he often found himself laying on his side when he slept, and this occurrence was no different than the others. It was easier for him to sleep like this, as resting his head between outstretched forelimbs for a prolonged amount of time often irritated his neck, and it was when he slept on his side that he found himself less groggy. 

"Lyra," Rannoch called once he had lifted his head from the ground and surveyed to see whether or not the Medic was around. "Hey!" he greeted with a smile, happy to see that she was here.