Connor chuckled at her, "Kiss me? How is that meant to be a punishment" He asked with a slight laugh, but then he sighed. He was silent for a few long moments, probably to the point where Elizabeth thought he wasn't going to reply. 

"After I was bitten, and prevented from changing by Marl, showing the ability to root out supernatural beings, I started having these dreams, every now and then, not all the time, but...generally they were related to vampires the one that tried to turn me had turned. Or danger to myself. Or such like" He paused again, ran a hand through his hair and sighed heavily. 

"I had a dream" He said, "perhaps one of the most vivid I have had in years" He looked to her, and continued, "I had a dream that I was in a place I didn't know, that...that I had no idea what was going on, that I was in pain. That I didn't know where you were. And that there was blood on my hands, and it wasn't my own" 

He fell silent, troubled by this. He cross the road to the trees, once more following the punched out trees, and the broken one, stopping and turning to her. "Generally, the move vivid they are, the more chance that there a vampire around bound by blood to who would have been my master, if Marl hadn't killed her and stopped my transformation"