[ Angry sex, Damon. Granted, Magnus and Alec probably wouldn't appreciate that, since with them, it'd probably lead to some property damage. Not that they're having sex anywhere, anytime, lately, anyway. Details.

Her eyes don't leave him as Damon answers. Katherine can't fight the immediate flippancy over Elena losing it, showing far before Damon even asks how she really feels about her doppelganger. Narrowing eyes at that accusation, memories of Elena's first day there in town wafting back into the front of her mind. If you didn't see the flash of recognition through her eyes, you weren't looking very hard, Damon. Her arms across over her chest, shifting slightly away from him, scoff sounding low in her throat. ]

Like I always have, Damon. This...bond, being sisters. It keeps coming up, and yes, it makes me feel certain way, but none of it's real and...playing it like it is until Elena is herself again, that's seemed like the kindest route to take. Fair, to her, the situation. I didn't want her getting upset. [ Hint hint. ] I'm being nice as a mercy. Damon. [ It's...really not a complete lie; he must know she'd only be merciful when it fits her exact needs, though. ]

Are you saying that the way she feels about me, being her sister here, one of the foundational principles of who Elena Salvatore is, that that's what made her lose it?

She's my sister, one I was apparently very protective of here in town, just like you're my husband, Damon. Why is it this that's making you throw a fuss? Or, her for that matter? [ Oh! ] Is she...remembering, more?

[ Truce they may have, but as if she's going to openly start spouting off that she compelled Elena. She probably won't lie about it though, if asked directly.

Since when has Katherine Pierce spilled every detail at the drop of the hat of panic? ]