Stella smirked. She had been thinking about running her hands all over his body and learning more about what pleases Dagger. "And why not? Why waste a chance to stare at perfection?" Stella beams when he turns and looks at them. That only widens and her eyes flash with pride when he calls himself hers."You can stare at the shirtless young monks all you want Lina. They are used to such treatment from me." An idea enters Stella's head. He had marked her as his mate with his bites, the ones that had now healed when he had saved her life. His skin had healed back plain, most of his tattoos destroyed. What if she marked him as hers with a tattoo?<br/><br/>Another thought was that she didn't know Dagger's full name. Only his first. Stella knows that he is joking about his middle name being rude. She nods when Dagger says he will be right back. "We should be in sight of the temple late tomorrow morning," she tells Lina. Of course she can hear Dagger sneak up on them. An eye roll greets his actions. "The monks will not be happy if you give them a heart attack." Stella helps the mother daughter pair settle down for the night  while  Dagger gets wood for a fire and some food for them.