[ A vague explanation on how vampires are made (nearly all the steps too, yet she doesn't need to know more since she doesn't want to make other vampires), so it leaves her quizzical for a moment. Until she gives a faint nod. ] I did what it took. To...survive. [ No lofty tone. It may be something she'd say, but her regular way of saying it isn't present.

Inexplicable as it is, Klaus being there left her uneasy, so she's glad when he's gone. That's interesting though, that Damon doesn't seem put off, not entirely, at all three of them living together. Or, her living under their roof.

In the end, she wants to feel safe. Secure. She may have over-exaggerated about her lack of trusting the sheriff so they could stay inside the hospital as long as possible; however, she only trusts Stefan and Damon for the time being. Set in her thoughts about that.

She doesn't ask for more, gasping, chest rising and falling as he makes a sound like a hum as it fades. She stares down at her hand as its dropped, watching as he stands. Frowning slightly, her voice is quiet. ] Why are you actually helping me? Just because I can't remember everything doesn't mean I'm not observant. Neither of you like me. [ A beat. ] Pity? Or, having gone through the same memory lapses? [ Why aren't they kicking her out? ] I -- I mean, thank you. Maybe you can't answer that and have it make any sense, since not a lot of this feels like it makes sense anyway.