Connor shrugged "no, it's okay. Traveling a at night is better actually" he said musingly, "it's quicker and safer. As long as we don't leave a trail, we can avoid people following us. The hunt for the medallion has been a long one" he said, laying back on his bed, stretching out completely.

He fell silent to let her sleep, and just let himself relax. He let his thoughts run wild, hoping to come up with something, and essentially fell into a meditative state. He hummed softly to himself, his eyes closed, but darting around as if he were chasing thoughts. 

After a while he rose to go hunt up food, bringing back burgers and chips back, sitting on his bed and eating it, savoring the taste. He never really ate healthy but he was quite healthy. He doubted his blood would taste nice to a vampire, probably full of the food he are. 

He chuckled to himself, amused at his thoughts. Maybe he'd asked Elizabeth what tasted bad to a vampire. All little secret weapons he could use to protect himself from malignant blood drinkers.