Connor Listened to her ramble on. In some ways, he could feel sorry for her. In others, he was repulsed, because they drank blood and killed to maintain their existence. He could easily have been, either dead or what she was. and that's want made him curious. What would life have been like, if four years ago, he had been turned? Perhaps he could have decided his entire existence to keeping others safe from the things that went bump in the night. Instead, he would defend humans as a human, until he invitably died or retired. 

"You don't have to remind me you were all once human, Vampire. Considering I was nearly killed and/or turned by one of your kind. The sun managed to help me that time. So forgive me if I have a sort of Biased opinion of the fact that you drink human blood to survive" He said in a neutral tone. He let out a sigh, "you seem to act like a new born, and yet you have the resistance of an older vampire, to work with humans that no one will miss, that no one will think twice about" He said, "And you seem to want to help them. Now, what am I to make of that?" 

he leaned back against the wall, seeming to ponder this, then shook his head. "You can go, but you should be wary...Alpha's don't seem to like it when one of them strays" He said, turning around, and starting down the street, before pausing. "I hear one sound that you are using these homeless shelters as a source of food, and I will kill you"