That was it? It was that easy? He was okay with the fact taht she would never be as nice as Elena? As he held her in his arms, she leaned against him, finally able to actually take comfort in everything. The flowers, his touch. "I can't be nice to her as long as she's bitching at me," she said finally, "but maybe I can... back off her until she decides to cool it." She wasn't sure if that was enough, but a personality as strong as hers, that was all she could do. "I want us to be okay, too, Stefan," she told him before bringing her lips to meet his one more time. This time she could actually enjoy the kiss.