Having met Hawke, Anders is probably not expecting anything terribly romantic on his awakening, which is good, because the first thing he actually says is a gloriously auspicious and blurry "Why does my mouth taste like something died in it?"

But to rewind, if he dreamed during that time it fades quickly, as many varied and vivid bits of flotsam and jetsam could have wittered behind his eyes in so many hours. Comas are not like sleep, though it's perhaps questionably whether that qualified as a true coma at all. Anything is questionable, in concrete medical terms, given the cause for such a long period of exhaustion. The details in waking are easily real, however, the quickest to come to his attention besides the aforementioned mouth death are the various implements stuck in various parts of him.

Since he's still massively groggy (despite the relative coherency of his initial statement, though ...it's not like Hawke's brain and mouth running on separate tracks to one another is new), and since this is quite a common occurrence, the first thing he does is start plucking at the tape on his IV, peeling disorientedly with his nails in an effort to pull it out.

Hawke, no.