Aria woke up, blinking her eyes, trying to get the sleep out of them. Then heard the snoring sound not to far away from her. Looking around she noticed Butch sitting at the foot of the couch. A smile apeared on her face as she noticed the cup in his hand, realizing he must have fallen asleep unexpectedly. She let out a yawn, then stretched out her arms and legs, trying to be as quiet as she could be.<br/><br/>Once she was done, she thought about sitting up so she could get the coffee from his hands and set it elsewhere. There was no doubt in her mind she knew it wasn't going to be easy. let alone pain free. Taking in a deep breath, she slowly swung her legs around, placing her feet on the floor, and used her arms to help her set up. She succeded but before she moved again she had to pause and relax since the wounds began to protest.<br/><br/>She had to move over just a little bit to be able to reach the cup he held in his lap, so she slowly did. Once she was close enough she reached over and grabbed the top of the cup, expecting it to be hot but found it cold. Gently she pulled it from his hands and carefully put it on the table.<br/><br/>Turning back to look at him she hoped to find him still sleeping but her thoughts slowly started to remember what had happened right before she fell asleep. A blush of embaresment quickly made its way to her face and she shook her head and let out a groan, not able to believe what she had done or said. She grasped the blanket that had been around her and hid underneath it as she leaned against the back of the couch.