[ she answers on an exhale. ] Depends on if I was ever going to see you. [ maybe in any other tone it'd be an accusing thing to say. she's tired; even through the wryness she can hear the displeasure, or maybe that's because she knows it's there. (the quieted ache and longing.) but it's said and it's not the first thing she's said like it. she knows how she means it, and how he might take it.
there's the thing: she does trust him. (and she wants to trust him; that doesn't influence the other. it can't this time.) for a moment, she couldn't think straight enough to consider her trust in him - but she's starting to believe it wasn't because she lost it. it was because, even so shaken, it hadn't gone anywhere.
she decides to trust damon. she doesn't have a choice, so she decides.
tldr; if this is a question of trust, the answer is yes. ]