Stella watches Dagger sit complacently on the bed for a second. And then looks at the clock when he says he doesn't want to go to sleep. It's a couple hours till sunrise, when he should start feeling drowsy naturally. "Okay, you can stay up a bit longer Dagger." Stella retreats to the old over lumpy arm chair that had been provided in the room. An eyes roll greets Dagger's fall into the chair. No more mind is paid to him until he comes over her direction. Stella widens her eyes and jerks back when Dagger kisses her. He doesn't even register her look of confusion before he stumbles over to the bed. The drugged vampire reminds her of a rag doll with the way he sprawls out. Another huff of breath escapes her as he tries to get up. She's really astonished when he says I love you again.<br/><br/>Man she cannot wait for the sun to rise and for him to fall asleep. Dealing with him could be a challenge when he isn't doped up. At least she gets a good show when he shucks his shirt. Yet again she wonders at the scars criss crossing over him, especially the huge one on his shoulder. The tattoos garner her interest too. When he stares at her, she meets him look for look. They only break the match when Dagger turns on the tv to channel surf. "Are you ready to lay down and go to sleep yet?" Dagger looks like his eyes are drooping, which is a good thing seeing as the sky is starting to lighten outside the window. She could use some sleep herself after all the fun tonight. "Would you go to sleep if I stayed besides you for a bit Dagger?" Stell would pull out all the tricks that her mother and the monks had used on her to get him to sleep.