"How do you even know what I am like?" Elena asked studying Damon for a long moment before she continued. "We had a twenty minute conversation at the auction house and that night we might have been around each other but we weren't talking a lot." At her own words Elena blushed, embarrassed at admitting such an action had occurred out loud.
"You don't know me. Just that I look nice, is weaker than you are, and I can be compelled."