"You're a special girl, then," Katherine stated smoothly, inclining her head a bit. At Drusilla's question, she hummed softly in wry amusement.

"I trust only myself." Over five centuries on the run had made her distrustful to a fault. She'd started to trust Stefan during the past few months, which is a mistake - little does Katherine know that his recent romantic involvement with her is in large part simply a ploy to subtly extract information out of her that she wouldn't normally divulge. Even someone as old and experienced as her could still be fooled.