Shula woke up to the sounds of clattering in the kitchen. For a moment she forgot that she was in Thomas's house and panicked, sitting up and looking around. Her arm screamed at her to stop moving and she flinched, moving her hand up to touch the bandage. At her feet Faelan slept, not looking to be in a very comfortable position either. His neck was craned and resting on his hand that dug into his chin and he was flopped over onto the arm of the chair. She could imagine that his neck would hurt when he woke.<br/><br/>Throwing her legs over the side of the couch and taking care not to wake Faelan up she took her blanket, throwing it over Faelan's body. She was glad that he was there when she woke up but she had to admit that she felt a little embarrassed. She still couldn't believe she asked him to stay before she passed out.<br/><br/>'What was I thinking...' She thought to herself, scratching her head and looking towards the ground.<br/><br/>She stood up, going through the living room and into the kitchen. Thomas appeared to be making tea and she sat at the table, resting her head on her non-injured arm.<br/><br/>"Sorry that this is so out of the blue- I bet you have a lot of questions..." She said, sounding a bit guilty.