Damon was nervous, to say the least, but he put up a good front, smiling at her and giving a little bow of his head before he escorted her down the corridor. He lead her to the...elevator--yes, that's what it was called--and down to the lobby then took Katherine outside into the warm air of the island. There didn't seem to be many people around, so he felt that it would be alright to speak openly about it. "I have...heard stories," he started, looking straight forward, though he watched her out of the corner of his eye for any reaction. "Disheartening stories, mind you. But I can do nothing but believe them, Miss Katherine."