„Apparently you have never met Auror Moody, eh? How can you be sure that I am me?“ He quirked up an eyebrow. Then he sighed. She seemed already insecure enough and he did not want to scare her more. „The point is that you never know, especially when someone like Damon is around. We don‘t know what he wants, Dom!“ His voice rose again. „And when it comes to danger I think I have more experience when Elena.“ He bit his lip, deep in thought. How the hell could explain to her why he didn‘t like him? He was a bloody murderer, wasn‘t that reason enough? „And that‘s not all, Dom. Being friends with someone who took so many lives and got away with it plain right wrong? It‘s not only about trust, it‘s just plain right wrong!“