"That's all I can ask," carefully, she placed his hand on his leg, while she placed hers back on her leg. She didn't want him to feel uncomfortable. She felt the twitches. He would hold her hand when it was right for him, if ever.
"Before we get to far, I have my own confession. I was made a vampire to save my life. Luckily we found a cure, I took it. I couldn't live that life. I've seen a lot of monsters back in Mystic Falls." He'd have to know at some point. Secrets had a way of finding the light. She was going to be honest.
"I know you aren't your father, sounds like people have forgotten that fact, I'm sorry you have to deal with that." She shook her head long tresses moving back and forth.
"I don't know what this is, or if it will become anything, I'd like to see that is if I haven't freaked you out." It was a chance she had to take. Malcolm deserved the truth, he knew it now. Would he want to still get to know her?