Elena didn't have to answer him. Kol was smart enough to be able to read the girl from a mile away. She ball was most definitely in his court and that was exactly the way he liked it. But she was right. Kol never really honored anything regarding his step-brother. Anything precious to Klaus was still fair game to him. After all, he was the one constantly treated like the bastard brother.
"What do I want?" He nearly hummed the words. "Such a loaded question, Miss Gilbert." And then she finished and Kol's smirk was as wicked as they came. "You really want to play the reminder game? Let us play then. You've only bested me with the help of those pathetic little followers of yours. Elena Gilbert. Forever the victim. Have you grown out of that yet?" Finishing off the glass he set it back down and looked her over. "I'll admit. I can see what the Salvatore brothers saw in you. But I'm curious. What brings you to New Orleans?"