Damon does not trust people easily at all. In fact, he can name the people that he trusts on his hand, and right now--
It was Elena and Josef with some vague trust of Jeremy. There are other people he likes here, that he has regular contact with that he enjoys, but there is no trust. He doesn't hand it out, because it is used against you and the only person he ever felt he could trust for years was himself.
It's a wonder-- it's because of her that he ever started trusting other people at all, and he trusts her and she is all that is left and he has to try to save her from this Society that is so much bigger than him, than them, than this city.
And beyond all that, Josef was his friend, his friend. They never put it into words, but they trusted each other with things that other people wouldn't.
It is a very good thing that she does not get that sentence out, because it would only serve to annoy him. It would not make it better, it would not help. He doesn't want it. He wants to go there, to deal with whatever it is that killed the friend that he had, and then drown himself in alcohol and sex and blood.
All hungers the vampire has.
Damon reaches out to grab her by the arm and keep her back in the room. "No, you are not," he hisses, barely any space between them. "What do you think killed him? They run in and erase any trace of the people that they kill, Elena. It is not safe especially not for you. If they knew you existed, you would be dead. You're staying."
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Date: 2011-09-26 03:16 am (UTC)It was Elena and Josef with some vague trust of Jeremy. There are other people he likes here, that he has regular contact with that he enjoys, but there is no trust. He doesn't hand it out, because it is used against you and the only person he ever felt he could trust for years was himself.
It's a wonder-- it's because of her that he ever started trusting other people at all, and he trusts her and she is all that is left and he has to try to save her from this Society that is so much bigger than him, than them, than this city.
And beyond all that, Josef was his friend, his friend. They never put it into words, but they trusted each other with things that other people wouldn't.
It is a very good thing that she does not get that sentence out, because it would only serve to annoy him. It would not make it better, it would not help. He doesn't want it. He wants to go there, to deal with whatever it is that killed the friend that he had, and then drown himself in alcohol and sex and blood.
All hungers the vampire has.
Damon reaches out to grab her by the arm and keep her back in the room. "No, you are not," he hisses, barely any space between them. "What do you think killed him? They run in and erase any trace of the people that they kill, Elena. It is not safe especially not for you. If they knew you existed, you would be dead. You're staying."
He insists.