Connor chuckled, watching as she drank, rising to go to the door, he looked out to check that no one was coming to investigate the screaming Elizabeth had caused, but it seemed that a lot of people prefered the "don't ask don't tell" motto of many typical low prices inns. For which he was relieved. They didn't need cops coming down on them, what with enough weapons to arm at least 10 people in his duffel, and that was armig them with more then one weapon. 

He returned back to the bed, content to sit and her move into normal, human sleep. "Because we drink it every day. But I swear to god, in the morning it's always the best thing in the whole wide world to drink" he said, sitting down, "you need to learn your identity again. You're human now-mostly. I mean, I have more...well abilities that a human doesn't after all, and I was technically a vampire for like two minutes...it will be interesting to see what, if any abilities you may have. But that can wait till morning" he said. If course, there was also the possibility that Connor was just special. And then a horrifying thought struck Connor. Would Elozabeths blood be a cure too, now? He would have to broach that subject with Marl later too. 

"For now, sleep"