May sighs as she rubs her stomach, allowing the pleasurable sensation of squirming prey to seep through her body. She prevents herself from enjoying too much, though, and soon returns to her normal form, her stomach bulging out greatly with its contents. "Daniel, you can stay in there until I'm convinced you don't want to hurt me. Needles aren't one of my favourite things in the world, and as I said, you don't need them. Sorry it took such drastic measures to get you to stop, but only you might know what was in that syringe, and I certainly don't want to find whatever it was coursing through my veins," she tells him.