The only reason she'd escaped was because of Trevor. Oh god Trevor. Katherine shook the thought of his death from her mind. Along with Rose's. "Right." She stated simply as she lay her head back down against the pillow, hazel orbs staring back at him intently. Why did he had to be so fucking confusing? Honestly, she'd never met a man with so many layers to him.
"Tell me something then, Niklaus." She hesitated, realizing what she had intended upon saying. Did you ever love me? That certainly would not sit well with ether of them. Only because she feared his answer and his reaction. He continued to claim that he would kill her and that he got a rise out of hurting her, or seeing her cause herself pain. Yet he also continued to caress her almost as a lover would.
"The first Petrova.." She found herself wording things carefully. "The original.. you loved her, didn't you." Katherine had learned plenty of things over the last five hundred years. What had intrigued her most? That she was a doppleganger, herself. That the first Petrova doppleganger had been the women that caught the eye of the originals, all of them and not just Klaus.