[ Her mouth opens, bewildered with this full tilt from someone that her future husband told her that she should be able to trust. To talk to. To find out more information from! There's no stamping of her feet, but Katherine does step ahead when he turns placing herself at Stefan's back, reaching up to touch over the side of his shoulder. ] What? Stefan -- you said you'd help.

[ Well, that you'd help keep her safe. Why aren't you helping, Stefan? What's the deal?

Maybe she can't trust him? No. That's not it, she immediately decides. Her hand falls away as she places herself further up at his side and at a comfortable distance in front of him, wanting to be back in his line of sight, petulance finally cropping up in her expression. ] I wanted to talk to you both [ the sulky hold doesn't fade ] but it kind of felt like Damon thought, maybe...it was good if we talk, just us, too. [ Finally her expression shifts into one of a greater neutrality. One shoulder shrugs a teeny bit -- she has no idea why Damon would've wanted that, but it was certainly what it looked like. Meanwhile, she doesn't realize her attitude is off, compared to what they'd expect from Elena, at all. ]