Elizabeth excitedly looked through the food as he had bought it. She could not wait to taste all the new flavors. Sure, blood had its many flavors too but it was all still blood. It was like living on all the different varieties of tomatoes. There are many, all quite different, but they are all tomatoes. 

And when they went to the new inn room, she looked over at the window, smiling and walking over. She looked in the direction she knew the sun would be coming from, happy to know that this time she wouldn't need to take any measures to avoid it killing her. That she would be able to bask in the lord's natural light. This also reminded her that she could attend church, and her heart fluttered with both excitement and nervousness. There was nothing to be nervous of, of course, but it was a remnant of her life as a vampire. Slowly, she tore her eyes away from the window and looked over at Connor. he seemed to be in thought again. She trusted him to make a good choice, whatever it was about, and to tell her when it mattered.

Soon enough, it seemed, it would come to matter. Connor lead Elizabeth into the woods and she watched curiously as dropped the duffel bag onto the ground. She could feel that things were going to be serious now. Connor needed to see where he should start teaching...and he did seem to have that theory that she would have some sort of abilities left over from her vampirism. She nodded, also unsure of what she was capable of. "How?"