Damon tilted his head, listening, and gave him a wry smile. "Elena's taking him somewhere..." Which was worrisome, actually, but for the moment, they were alone and that was...good. He tuned in a bit, then glanced back at Ric. "The roof, it seems."

Where at least Klaus was not. He really didn't think Elijah would and he over after getting a dagger in his heart. Probably. Then again...she'd put one there, too, though he'd seemed to forgive her.

"You needed the blood more than I did," he protested, though it was questionable if that was physically true. Psychologically, at least, they'd both needed that.