"/Sharna!/" The door was thrown open and in a blur of movement, the former cat blindly dashed through the room - only just barely managing to avoid crashing headfirst into a wall - and just about tackled the vampiress, arms wrapping around her waist, fingers clenching desperately at the back of her shirt and face pressed against her body. "Sh-Shar--" His voice broke and he tightened his hold, trying - but failing - to fight back the urge to /cry/. "Y-y-you're-- b-- /Shar/--"
The vampiress had little time to do more than blink as the door burst open, and she only registered the new presence was Daniel after he’d wound his arms around her; stumbling a little, she tried and failed not to wince— afraid of worrying the former cat and he was clearly in enough of a state. A faint, but warm smile tugged on her lips, and she lifted a hand to lightly stroke the blonde’s hair, unable to stop a low hiss of pain as his hold tightened. “Shh, I’m alright, Daniel.” She tried to soothe, even if it was something of a lie.