Stella felt quite sated when she woke. She had been in the twilight zone, not quite awake but not asleep either. That is until a loud thump wakes her completely. A frown of concern comes over her face when Dagger speaks to her from where he's laying on the floor. Of course she had taken to much from his already thin supply of blood. Now came the problem of finding him something to feed from. But first she drags him back over to their pile of furs so he doesn't have to lay on the cold stone floor, not that it would bother him. "Don't try to move while I find you something to eat," she tells him before leaving the room. Of course, she can't go hunting herself. She's afraid changing would trigger labor. Perhaps one of the monks could give a little blood? Dagger could heal the wound after he regains some blood volume.<br/><br/>Stella quickly returns with a goblet full of fresh hot blood. She helps Dagger sit up before putting it too his mouth. He instantly looks better after consuming it.