"Teenage boy, Bleeding from nose."
"Carrying a unconscious girl. Fed upon?"
Conner says as his eyes delve back into the vision. Once his vision is complete goes back to the conversation with a nonchalance that may be unsettling. "I lived with a colony of Nosferatu in there necropolis for a while. There elder has become like a father to me. A sire to fill the roll of one I never had." Conner paused for a beat, "I tell you this so you know two things. That I respect your clan, and that I respect the privacy of others."