Maybe it was true, but Bonnie still felt guilty about everything. Despite Damon being in Elena's life now-every one of them it seemed-Bonnie never should have simply thrown in the towel given up on her friendship with the other teenager. Yes, the witch would never like Damon. In fact, she was pretty sure no matter what he did or how he did it, she would still despise him. Bonnie could be forgiving, kind, and understanding, but Damon had done a lot of horrible things and he was just...disgusting on a certain level. Elena loved him and for that, Bonnie would tolerate him in as many forms as he seemed to pop up as in this place, but that was all she would ever be able to promise. Part of her knew that was probably one of the main reasons she kept her distance from at least two of the Elenas right now. Being around the elder Salvatore was just, well, difficult. "Yeah, maybe," she replied with a small smile. "But I should have tried. I guess me and Damon will never be really on good terms and I'm sorry for that, Elena." Being truthful was just the best way to go and she somehow figured Elena had already guessed that Damon and Bonnie were never going to be best buddies or something.
Elena's smile, always disarming and cheery, pulled Bonnie from her rather depressing thoughts and she allowed herself to be tugged toward the mall. "I like it. Besides, there is way more gossip here then there ever was at Mystic Falls," she commented with her own sneaky, but playful grin. "And this mall is definitely bigger than ours. I think we could fit ours in it actually."