Right, Caroline was more durable than she had been when Elena came from. It was something she was still getting used to, truth be told. It was strange to think of her friend as anything other than the shallow popular girl she'd been for so long.
They ducked inside and at Damon's instructions, she moved to sit on the floor against one of the side walls, watching Damon as he clearly took charge. "Is there anything I can do to help?" Because she felt useless. She wasn't strong, she couldn't fight, and she could barely run without tripping over her own feet.