Aria watched him leap up and rush towards where she remembered the kitchen being. As her thoughts started to wonder what he was doing they were soon answered as he returned. The glass of juice was welcoming to her sight. While she was thinking of reaching up with her own hands to grasp the glass, the stranger slid his hand behind her neck in order to help her up. At first she tensed up at the touch, despite how gentle he had been, but within seconds afterwards she found herself calming down.<br/><br/>With each sip she took, not only was her thirst quinched, she found the drink to be rather enjoyable. It tasted different from the juice she had, had before when ... Before allowing the thought to continue any further she brought up her left hand and gently pushed the drink away. It wasn't till then she noticed that her pain had dulled down a nice amount. The thought of the pain pills she had been given crossed her mind but she still had her ... sanity.<br/><br/>She looked over at the stranger with the intent of saying 'Thank you' but instead found herself mesmerized by his blue eyes. This was something she hadn't planned on happening and she didn't know how long she had been stuck gazing into his eyes before she reluctantly looked away. Then her sights landed on the small orange bottle and her own soft gaze, vanished into a glare...directed to the pills inside.<br/><br/>As she went to speak she found herself barely able to make a sound and stopped after the first word. Turning her face back to face him, making sure not to make eye contact so as to not get lost in them again, she hoped he could understand what she was trying to say. Before she spoke she finally laid her sights on his shirt and kept it glued there, hoping not to distract herself again.<br/><br/>"Thank you ... for the drink but " Aria spoke in a tone that was less than a whisper. "...I will not take those pills."