Katara's nose curled at the thought of cranberry juice. It was much too bitter for her. She shook her head, then looked back to Zuko at his question, a slightly puzzled look on her face. Had he been up all night? Was there some big battle she hadn't been told about? For a moment she felt a swell of panic, then forced herself to relax. That wasn't the case, obviously. Zuko was just waking up. That's all it was. Or, at least, Katara hoped so.
"Coffee first," she finally replied to his question, smiling slightly as she put the book on the counter and made her way to the coffee pot.
"Any word on when Angel might be back?" she questioned as she filled the pot with water and began scooping the coffee grounds into the filter. Katara's voice was quiet, almost hesitant. She missed the vampire, personally, but really missed his presence at a Champion. They needed his help right now. Badly.