And Auron was instantly awake, reaching for a sword that wasn't there, aware that Rikku was in trouble and he had to defend her.
... which might have been more effective, if he hadn't been in a bathrobe without a sword. Fumbling to close it, his sleep addled brain tried to parse what was going on.
"Rikku?" His voice was harsh with sleep, but he couldn't stop the wild hope. She was already back?