"It's there." And he'd never meant it more. There was good in him. Maybe he believed Elena brought out that good in him, that he couldn't live up to what he knew she deserved without her. But, he'd been here. He'd stayed out of trouble here. He'd maintained a working relationship of sorts with Katherine of all people. He brushed a strand of hair from her forehead. "You took the cure." He remembered it like it was yesterday. He remembered the fight afterward. And he remembered making up. "You chose to take the cure, and you asked me to."