“Mm,” He nodded slowly. His life in Mystic Falls was rarely boring and the lulls lasted for mere hours. There was trouble all of the time, most of it relating to vampires and he didn’t want to carry that sort of thing over to his stint in Lawrence. He was hoping that the place would be relatively boring, unless you counted the actual apocalypse.
“Is that what you’re going to be doing here?” Damon cocked his head to the side curiously. “Wandering the streets at night looking to end some blood-sucker?” He was a pretty good actor most of the time, but he still hoped with all of his unbeating heart that she wasn’t going to kill him. He needed to get back home as alive as he was when he’d left.