[ There will be absolutely no mistaking the surge of affection when Gildor asks that particular question, nor any hiding the fragments of memories of Damon that rise to the surface of that ocean in her mind. Arguing with him, all the times he's saved her life, when she'd stayed by his side while he was so close to dying. Kissing him and wanting to choose him. She hasn't admitted it to herself and likely won't for a long time, but there's love there in those memories, especially the one of her birthday and the gift he'd given her. ]
(Damon's been helping me. He's-- We know each other from home. He's a friend.)
[ It's an understatement, but explaining Damon Salvatore to any degree of success would take hours, and she's fairly certain Gildor isn't that interested in the subject. ]
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( Damon's been helping me. He's-- We know each other from home. He's a friend. )
[ It's an understatement, but explaining Damon Salvatore to any degree of success would take hours, and she's fairly certain Gildor isn't that interested in the subject. ]