"Will you get that out? You won't be able to stand much less walk!," Stella tells him before he manages to wriggle out of her arms. She lets out a deep sigh as she picks up Dagger again. Once to the park shelter, she lays him on a bench before moving to take her pack off.  An are you stupid look greets him when he tries standing and falls to the floor. She watches him try standing time and time again before he gives up.<br/><br/>Since her ribs are still making it hurt to breath a bit, she rules out changing and going hunting for food for them both. "Listen. If you can take from me without leaving me totally drained, I'll give you some of my blood. What I took from you earlier is helping my ribs heal, but it will still be awhile before I heal enough to be able to track and bring down prey." She doesn't want to end up a victim of vampire bloodlust herself. Although there's probably enough on her to make a meal in itself.