[centre][b][h1][color=limegreen]Connor[/color][/h1][/b][/centre]
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Connor shifted just slightly, so he could hug Kaylee with his free arm, the other she was holding like it was a life line in a storm, which didn't bother him. He looked down at her, a small smile on his face, that he didn't seem to be aware of, as he just looked at her. Yet something seemed to be wrong, noting that Kaylee seemed to be worried, following her gaze to the girl that had spoken out against the woman. The other teens in the room seemed to be taking the roar well, but that girl had, it seemed, not. He sighed softly, and stayed close to Kaylee, prefering that to anything else right then. 

He barely heard the woman speak, finding it slightly irrelevant now that he had some understanding with what was going on, but he did listen. A beacon. Was that why he had been drawn here, to this? To Kaylee? It seemed...likely, but Connor didn't wanted to assume anything, as this was all a new area to him. Turning slightly, he once more engulfed Kaylee in his arms, wanting her presence there, needing it, to anchor him. It seemed that she was all that was stable, and...safe in his life right then. 

There were obviously more supernatural creates in the world. Whatever the two teens that hadn't healed were...and what ever other ones were around. What that meant, Connor didn't truly know. How could the world not know of superantural beings in their midst? it was a terrifying thought. At least he now had answers on what had happened that night...Why he had survived and his father hadn't was a mystery he knew he might never solve. 

So he held onto Kaylee, needing her as his world was once more turned inside out, wondering how many times one person could survive such things. To be ladeled, finally, for what he was...he closed his eyes. At least...At least he hadn't killed anyone, the previous month. He didn't think he could have lived with himself. Nothing was harmed, except perhaps his sleeping bag, and that was nothing. Bowing his head over Kaylee, he breathed in deeply, letting her scent wash over him. [color=limegreen]"So. If I'm a werewolf, that makes you a..."[/color] He thought a moment, then smiled [color=limegreen]"Weredingo"[/color]