Connor sighed as time went by, his only reassurance that something was happening was the fact that she wasn't dust, but that wasn't very reassuring. He rubbed his eyes, suddenly very tired and exhausted, the last few days catching up to him, and now this. He let out a soft sigh, and continued to watch Elizabeth, finding himself unable to move, until he knew beyond a doubt that Elizabeth would be okay. 

He closed his eyes, and took her hand in his. He was sure she would soon be in pain, if his blood would work. Even with the little amount of time vampire blood had been in his system, had been enough to cause him great pain when Marl had given him the dead mans blood. 

He sighed, wondering how long he'd have to wait for any sign.