Connor ran a hand through his hair, shifting his weight to his back foot as he watched her like she watched him, listening as she spoke. He could see her trying to decide what to do, run or get rid of him in someway. That should scare him but it didn't. 

Despite what she said, it still seemed like an odd profession for a vampire to have, helping the homeless. He watched her suspiciously. Most vampires had a motive for anything they did.. He frowned, and shook his head "I get why others did it, humans, but why would a vampire what to help the stray cats of the human world? It just doesn't go with how you people work" he said.

He shrugged at her question about whether he had any more questions "not really. The darks rising everywhere, vampire. So tell me why I shouldn't kill you, despite the work you do with the homeless" he asked almost casually, actually curious about her answer