"Yes, I know, I found one," Sana groaned slightly as her face lay planted in the soft fur, slowly regaining her senses and coming to the realization that she had fallen on top of Hugh. If her face hadn't already red from embarrassment it would have gone so in that very instant. Feeling his hand on the bare skin of her back she tensed slightly from the touch and the warmth, it moving with his hand as it slid up her back, over the ties of her top and to her exposed shoulder. "It's me..." she said quietly, her voice shaken slightly from the spill but even more so from the fact she had managed to fall right on top of the man. "Sana..." she continued as she slowly pushed herself off him, coming up on all fours as she bridged over him. 

	With there being no light for which to see, Sana remained there for a moment trying to figure out how to move without making the situation worse. Finally she surrendered to the fact that it would just have to get much more awkward before it got any better. At least he hadn't awoke with a startle and thrown her off him, granted at least then she would be out of the way. Reaching out with one arm, she sought to find his shoulder. Once her fingers felt his chest, they slowly moved up until she could grip his shoulder and start righting herself. "I'm alright," she muttered. "Are you?" she asked as she continued to try to move.

	Pulling herself up slowly as she swung one of her legs over his mid section. Her bed roll was on the other side of him and the last thing she wanted was to stand up, take a step and land right back where she had started. As her knee found the soft fur on the far side of him, she managed to straddle him some what as her other hand found his free shoulder and she was able to sit up fully. 

	"I am sooooo sorry," she whispered nervously, not realizing that her face was so close to his at first and that she was actually whispering against his ear. "I can't see shit," she followed up with quickly, still straddling him; half afraid to move and half not wanting to.