"Oh, yes, no doubt. There were the men of letters, who fueled the hunters information sources" Connor said, "Some say they still exist, yet I've never come across them. Mostly, I get my jobs from the newspaper. I see something that's strange, and I go and investigate it" He said, "Yes, there are a lot of bogus sources out there, but with todays supernatural orientated novels and such, there's also a lot of true information out there on the net. Most of the time, I use libraries when I can, otherwise, it is the laptop I use" He shrugged

He fell silent when he realised that she was off in a world of her own. Most likely, he thought, thinking about what had happened to her. He gave her that time, respected her need for it. He did glanced over at her when she attempted to curl up. He noted her fangs were extended, but wasn't too worried. He continued to drive, mentally counting the blood packets in his head as he finished off the apple. 

"Elizabeth?" He said after a few moments, "Are you okay?"