Honestly, he did her head in sometimes. Both of them did. And it was sad that they let two such unworthy women get between them. "You know, he's probably furious with you too. Some might say it's even between you now." Which might have been the problem. Nik never liked being even with anyone. He always wanted to be the one up on everyone else. And most of the time, he was.
Rebekah was disappointed in his answer, she couldn't deny that, nor could she keep that from showing on her face. But she wasn't surprised, and that was clear too. "How quickly?" Her voice was quiet and her gaze was drawn to her glass, but this time she didn't drink, simply swirled the amber liquid slightly around, watching the way the light reflected off it. "How quickly would you give up on fighting for me?" Oh, she'd always known that he would choose himself over her. But she did want to know how long it would take. First sign of trouble? Or would he really stay until every other option was closed to him?
Sometimes he really could frustrate her. "I don't think Katherine is under any illusions, Nik. I spoke to her, she is still scared of you. Scared of what you could do. And who knows, maybe with her flaunting her relationship with Damon-bloody-Salvatore in front of Elijah, maybe he'll fall out of love with her and won't care what you do, and I think she knows that too." She sighed, finally drinking her drink. "Mercy isn't a weakness, nor is loving your family. I just wish you could see that."