Daria: Oh...
She strokes your hair
Daria: Please be ok, love...
Daria: Are-are-are you ok...?
Daria: ...wow that was a quick recovery...you don't have any blood anymore, love. Plus you have fangs, they take a little while to get used to. And-and you...you need to eat...
Daria: Yeah...c'mon love...I think I have some leftovers in my fridge. It's not as good, but...it'll do.
Daria: ...you get used to it...eventually...
