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And he had to lock you in a safe because... why? [ She gets them moving again, her brow furrowed.] I mean, seriously? We would've given her Katherine's blood. [ Because no one likes Katherine! Or rather, Caroline doesn't like her so... everyone should hate her. She is the worst.]

[He frowns, mostly because Katherine had just died. Nadia was mourning. Damon was being ... a bit extreme in his overzealousness over her death and Stefan had given her something she had never had - a moment with her child.]

We wouldn't have given him her blood. She's human and while I can understand frustration and anger at her, none of us are innocent here and we don't just hand each other over to psychopaths. [He pauses, giving her a look of compassion.] We all have our issues with Katherine, and I'm not going to try and change your mind, but Silas having the cure wouldn't have solved any of our problems. [Technically, when he did get the cure it made their problems worse.]

[ Ugh, Stefan. Stop reminding Caroline that she has a moral compass and that in the end, she's a good person. Can't she just pretend that she'd just be completely okay with handing over Katherine over and not just mostly okay?]

Except that he would die, right? What's wrong with Silas dying? Am I missing something?

[He breathed deeply, trying to figure out how much of everything is actually important.]

When has giving the person tormenting everyone exactly what they want - worked out for any of us?

[ She looks at him for a moment before relenting with a sigh. Their plans ALWAYS backfire.] Okay. Good point.

[Good. Not that he minds filling in Caroline, but there is only so much convoluted reasons things went wrong that he can explain away. He didn't even bring up the part where he had amnesia for a while.]

Alright, so, now it's your turn. Where are we headed?

[ She's already decided that she'll poke him about this more later, once he's more settled, maybe after a few drinks. For now, she knows how he feels, it has to be overwhelming to be here.]

To my apartment. Unless you'd rather go to a bar.

I thought we were going to go look for Elena?

We are. But I'm showing you where I live so if we split up, we can meet there.

[He nods.] Good plan. I was given a room in... [Hold on, he's pulling that tablet out again.] Silver Hall. Room three.

[ She looks at the name and she glances around.] I could show you where that is instead?

Let's go with one new location at a time. [He can find his place as a testament to his ability to read a map.] I'm sure I can find this easily enough.

Okay. [ She goes quiet for a moment before glancing at him.] Do you want to know anything else?

[He exhales, trying to think of how to approach the topic.]

The chips... everyone has one?

[ She looks at him with a bit of a laugh, a nervous one.] Yeah, yeah they do. And it's not a joke. It... works.

[He picks up that nervous tint to her laugh and gives her a look.] Was there a problem?

No, just... really awkward. [ She glances at him before looking towards the sky because it seems super interesting all of a sudden. She is not going to talk about how she had sex with Elena, nope. God, why is her apartment so far away?]

[Oh...let's skip that story for right now.]

Awkward? Caroline Forbes that's not really a word I would assume you'd pair with anything related to sex.

[ She gives him a look.] Well, when you go to bring your new neighbor a basket of welcome to the neighborhood muffins and end up having sex on his kitchen table...

[Okay, so he shouldn't have let out a tiny laugh of shock there - but he did. Don't hit him!]

Wow, talk about borrowing a cup of sugar. [Okay, she can hit him for that one.]

[ Annnnnd he gets a scoff, a laugh, and a shove to the arm before she covers her face.] Shut up. [ She's blushing furiously now, mostly because the sex was awesome and she really shouldn't have thought that at all.]

Ow! [He over reacts because he cares... CARE. Okay, but seriously, he's trying not to laugh at her obvious pain.]

Do I get to meet him? Did Elena approve of him?

[ She doesn't hit him again, she moves to walk next to him once more, rolling her eyes.]

You can meet him if you want. His name is Oliver Queen. [ She shrugs at his questions.] I guess she did, yeah. But there were others so... yeah.

Others? [Look, he's getting that she's been here a while, but he didn't think she was the type to just play the field. She's always seemed pretty... loyal to him. Well, except the recent indiscretion.]

[ pout! ] Don't look so judgey, Stefan. Like I said, the chips work, you don't really have control of when.

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