(oh. Damn. lol) 

Connor watched her, as she shook her head, frowning slightly, hearing her mutter to herself about a place, food and people. He let her go through whatever she was going through. He wished he could just make things better for her.But he couldn't, he didnt have magical powers that could fix whatever was blocking her memories. 

He nodded, "Evidently, or at least that's my theory" He said, wishing he knew all the answers. Or at least what he could do. "Most likely a vampire that could get into any of the clans, one that's been shunned" He said, "Or maybe its a revolt, wanting humans to be the minority and vampires the leaders" He shrugged, 

He decided to move on, "Alright, what do you know about fighting?" He asked, picking up a dagger, and flipping it from hand to hand, "Marl would make me throw a dagger at a target until I could hit bulls eye 10 out of 10 times. I'd settle for you just jknow where the heart is and where to stab any vampires that we might come across. Silver bullets work fine for werewolves, and anything else, well...we can handle as it comes along" He said, giving her a shrug, and a smile, "I never thought I'd be teaching someone to become a hunter"