Aria moved quickly with a snapping motion and a yell of "Don't touch me!" She blinked as she realized that it was Phoenix, and that she was no longer suddenly forced to fight her way out of the Summer Court. It was a nightmare, something that never happened but easily could have. Aria's eyes widened as she looked down at her hand. She had struck at him, but it wasn't effective. It would have been, had she been holding the dagger she was armed with in her dream. She opened her hand  and looked away from him, embarrassed and still effected by the dreams.<br/><br/>"I'm sorry. I...anxiety dreams is all. They didn't make much sense. I didn't mean to wake you."  A small twist of words. They did make sense, she understood them and what they were about and how she could have had them. They didn't make sense because they were not completely accurate.