She smiles softly, sadly when he makes his joke about them both lying about being okay, when he touches her hair. It's true, she knows he's not okay and he probably knows she isn't either. She's not sure anything will ever be completely okay again, if she's honest. But life is manageable.

She wants to ask him what that was, what happened but she brought him here for a reason and for once, Caroline doesn't pry, she realizes that he might need a break from how confusing his life is at the moment.

Not that what she's about to say is going to make things any better.

"I..." she glances down, trying to figure out where to start. "When I was seventeen, I was murdered." It sounds like the beginning of an interesting novel. "Before that, I'd been in a car accident that almost killed me and... I didn't realize it at the time but the reason I survived was because a vampire fed me his blood and it healed me." Her arms stay wrapped around herself. "That's what vampire blood can do. It can heal people but the catch is... if you die with it in your system... you become a vampire yourself. And while I was at the hospital... another vampire killed me to send a message to my friends."

Tell the Salvatores I said 'game on'