"Of course I still need you. How else will I eat," he said clearly, standing up straight to he could step over to her. "And Katherine is much more than a friend. She made me." Stefan spoke softly, stopping behind Elena and leaning down to kiss at her neck as he swept her straight auburn hair out of the way. He inhaled her scent slowly like she was a fine wine he was getting ready to taste. Only better. "You're going to have to do much better than just telling them off, Elena, especially the other me. He's a problem. And the other little yous. Wouldn't want them to get hurt, would we?"