She's not sure if she even fully follows that logic, but Daisy bites her tongue instead of arguing more because Erin's made up her mind and she's too exhausted to keep repeating herself because she has a single argument of her own that doesn't hold as much weight as it should when something has clearly changed and undermined it.

Sighing, she shuffles to hold out the arm with the bite.

"A few days ago. There were these— things. Passengers, they must have been, but. Looked like— ugh, if you ever saw the werewolf in those stupid Harry Potter movies, that but uglier. More of a human face. Bumped into one coming back to the cabins and it got a lucky bite in."