She had fallen in the sun, hissing to hitting the ground, "Because asshole," she yelled back, "you aren't alone, look I'm right here. Yeah, I've tried to kill you, you've tried to me, but you know what I still care, if I didn't I wouldn't been hanging around like I have."
Rolling her body, she hopped up, then bent down to pick up his ring, "You think he'd want you to go out like this?" she asked, "you think any of them would be like Damon killed himself? No, cause you are a survivor. You are Damon fucking Salvatore, pull up your panties and act like him."