Connor sighed and shook his head, "That just defeats the purpose of the dead body, now, doesn't it? We've made some mistakes. We should have checked out, instead of just fleeing. I should have cleaned up elsewhere, instead of doing what I would normal do and clean up in the inn" he stared at his bandaged hand a moment, glad it wasn't his right hand. 

"I'm not going to run away and leave you. Chances are, Marl will get to the town we just left by nightfall. Plenty of time therefore for us to rest, and then get going" He said, refusing to leave. "It will be okay, i promise" He just hoped he could keep that promise. He gave her what he hoped was a reassuring smile, "I need sleep, and you need sleep. I'll shower, make sure everything is packed and ready to go just in case" 

"Marl is a typical hunter. He would have killed the teenage girl, whereas I looked for a way of keeping her alive, with her curse. He won't understand, and if he finds you here, where my car is, and I'm not here, he will do his best to kill you. So I'm not going anywhere"