Danny was working on catching his breath... Breathing heavil and feeling absolutly boneless at the moment. He was a bit shellshocked. Danny had never done anything like this before. Going from famine to feast was somewhat confusing. Then there was the biting. He'd been bitten before, fights, but it had never felt like this. Never. Most likely because he was fighting for his life then, but Danny wasn't aware of that.
Once Malena was stretched out next to him, he blinked at her trying to get her in focus, since he was still getting his air back. Danny nodded at the question, although he didn't understand it fully. Better? It wasn't as if he was feeling bad before. Or?