"Of course I did. I'm not stupid, Elena. I know that things aren't fine with you. You aren't okay. He's hurting you." Damon's eyes looked so sad and miserable. "I wanted to show you that not all of us are like that. Not all of us are bad people."
Damon smiled at her and sipped his whiskey. Simple acts of kindness seemed to amaze her and that both made him smile at the sweetness of or all, but made him feel sad that she should even have to feel that way at the same time.
"If you don't want to come out and tell me...or can't...that's fine. Just blink twice if you're being hurt."