Okay, that Connor could understand. He had his own secrets he was meant to be keeping. And, sometimes, he was better at it than others. And the times he wasn't? Usually put someone in danger. The memory of Tom's face flashed through his head and he sighed, nodding slightly.
"Yeah. I can get that. But once you knew... You could have just let me know feel like an idiot somehow. Because that really sucked." Seeing as Connor was the last person to feel like an idiot, intellectually at least. Oh, sure, he was socially inept at times and had no street smarts whatsoever. But he was a genius, after all. Feeling stupid was never something he enjoyed.
Something she said caused him to take pause. Not from here? "None of us are from here, Isabel," he pointed out quietly, then looked up, studying her intently. There was more to the statement, he knew. And it wasn't entirely impossible. Clark, for one. Two of the Doctors. "By not here...you mean...not here, don't you?" he asked, pointing down. Not that she had any way of knowing they were still on Earth at all. And they were. Just a few millenia in the future.