She's so tired of all of this, and she feels it, she feels where she can just push, somewhere inside her, and she wouldn't care. She does, and it would solve so many problems, to not care. To be herself, to be whatever Katherine made her into. To be a vampire and embrace it.

It wouldn't be hard. She wouldn't care, she knows, if he ended this. If he didn't. If they killed everyone, if she killed everyone.

But right now, she cared. Right now, she wondered if he was having second thoughts. If she'd been wrong, even though every bit that she knew him said that there was something there. Something more than before, in the last months.

"I don't hate myself." She said it succinctly, and it was honest. She didn't. She hated what her friends had done to her - putting her in this position. She wished that she could somehow be past all of this, that she could just jump past it, and not care about the people that she killed. It was odd, she didn't really think of the deputies, even though she'd known them, but when you feed from someone, when you kill them - to her, it was different.

And she knew why, and the reason had a lot to do with Bonnie. "I asked you two questions." And, as far as she's concerned, he didn't answer either of them, and they were possibly the most important questions she's ever asked him.