If anything, Damon's idle threat made the older vampire chuckle. It didn't warrant much of a response. Damon wouldn't dare try and they both knew it.
"Oh, now you're not the type to...kiss...and tell?" Luke arched a brow and gave a noncommital shrug before turning his head to really look at his old friend.
"You look fucking miserable. Can only mean one of two things." Turning his gaze back to the ceiling. "You killed her...or you pussied out."