Aeden awoke the next morning to the sun in his eyes. With a yawn he stretched, then got up and made his way to the kitchen. "Coffee coffee coffee..." He started his coffee pot, staring at it like a zombie until it was finished.<span style="font-style: italic">I wonder how I'm going to help her...</span>He poured a cup and prepared it, taking a sip and beginning to wake up a bit more.<span style="font-style: italic">I'd best go check on the wee lass... Dear God... That sounds like something my father would say...</span>He made his way to the bedroom, slowly sipping his coffee as he walked. Seeing the girl hugged up to the shot glass, he let out a small chuckle then realized how hurt she had been. "How'd ye sleep? I hope it was well." He sat on the bed and smiled at her, "I didn't want to squish ye in my sleep. Do you feel any better?"