As he started on the vampire cocked her head to the side, looking at him almost curiously at first. He had to be from her time, or something similar to the world she came from, surely. Because his tangent was making her think of some of the vampires that had been her friends, who weren't necessarily on the front lines with her but who made the shiny toys that gave them the edge against the lycans. There was a quiet brilliance in there, Selene could sense it. "What do you do, Connor, where you come from?"