[ He really hasn't decided, because damn, she's so willing, even knowing what he is, and that just doesn't happen to Damon Salvatore. He is the Gretchen Weiners of his universe. None for him, ever.
He expects girls to run the other way, but she's not.
So of course he has to try to make her do it. It's his way.
As he speaks, he reaches out to brush a little hair behind her shoulder, eyes moving to her neck. ]