Elizabeth was quiet for a long time after that, sitting down. she could feel herself, her mind, changing again. It was as if she had wrapped herself tightly with a blanket and refused to look at the world as herself. But now she felt she could peek out a little. She sighed again, slowly cracking her shoulders and then her neck...as if being able to fully relax for the first time. 

"That's that then...' she said quietly, back into her more american and less incredibly thick accent. Her eyes flicked over to Connor, "No, don't get excited.' she warned quietly before looking to Marl. "I am sorry about your daughter. I'm also sorry if I had hurt you before...but you must be aware that the only way to stop all the biting is to kill or cure all supernaturals...or at least the ones that bite. You are talking about a fight spanning the entire world, even into Africa.It might not be that no one has thought about it...but that no one person can possibly do such a thing. "