She had made herself comfortable, buckled up and set the pillow in her lap. Loving that he had actually stolen it for her. Stealing was bad, but she knew that the both of them have done enough bad things just to survive to probably fill the lives of three to ten average men. Maybe more, in her case. 

Her curiosity perked up when he didn't start the car, was in thought for a moment, and then asked her to trust him as he went and got Holy water. Unfortunately, by trying to act normal, he had given her cause for concern. She watched him silently for a while before deciding to speak up.

"Connor" she said quietly, "I have been trusting you without question the entire time you have done your job. I didn't even ask about the strange dangly thing on the doorknob....you should not be asking me to trust you to go get holy water from a church when we're low...especially when you know that I would love to step into church again." she paused and looked at him, easily seeing through his words. "You suck at acting normal. What is it?'