His blue eyes flicked over her, the fall of her dress, the cinch of her corset, the curls of her hair that fell over her shoulders. She was beautiful in every definition of the word. He loved her, he couldn't deny it. He loved Katherine Pierce completely. The man gave a slight bow before he spoke. "And you, just as lovely," Damon replied with a soft smile, offering her his arm as he straightened up outside the threshold of her door. "There is...much I wish to speak to you of, miss Katherine. Since I am rescuing you, I thought it might be a perfect time. Is that alright?" He raised a brow and waited for her answer.