With slow, graceful hands, she peeled off the bandages on his older wounded hand. Once they were off, she gently tended to the wounds, making sure they were clean. She nodded, listening but seemed thoughtful and somewhat somber. "If you think so." She replied quietly, starting to replace what she had taken off. 

"We can both contact him. I need to practice the internet still, and I can ask him questions....I am worried for my human friends." she added on. It was true, she had occasionally wondered and worried for the church and those working at the soup kitchen. Surely, any vampire uprising would find a way to rid themselves of the church at least...but there was more to it. Something she needed to talk to Marl about - before she returned to human. 

She stopped moving all together for a second. Maybe now wasn't the right time to turn back, after all.

Pushing the thought aside, she finished up tending to Connor. "There you go, finished and bandaged. Anymore injuries though, and I'll tell the local museum that I've found a new mummy."

She picked up the old stuff and threw it away, grabbing a bloodpacket for herself. Breakfast would be a good start to what she felt like was going to be a long day.