action.
[ He watches her reaction. The concern, the worry -- it never fails to confuse him at first. He used to mistake it for pity. (Like the way he thought Stefan and Elena looked at him after they'd discovered that Katherine wasn't in the tomb.)
But he's slowly learning to let himself accept it for what it is. Except... ] I don't get hurt. [ There's that big old lie again. ]
Wounded? Maybe a little. [ He lifts his shirt up and shows Elena the slow healing scar on his stomach. ] Deservedly stabbed by Barbie Klaus. [ He's not entirely sure why he's telling her this. It's not like she'll make the boo boo go away. More like she'll give him a look that says: 'you asked for it. you deserved it. you're a dummy.' It's what he expects. What he needs maybe. ]