Saphira sighed as she slid off him. A slight breeze from her movement caressed her bare arms and legs, as she only had on a tank-top, and her gym shorts were very short. Saphira remembered where the kitchen was and zipped out the door, dashing nimbly through the house. She stopped in front of the urn Hope was in, turned around, and shouted back, "Come on, Kichin!! Sleepyhead!"she said, and stood there waiting for him, unknowing of the person right behind her.