She didn't know. Not really. Not how much this was killing him nor how close he was walking to the edge of uncaring. Between this, the mugging, the girl Kol had sent. That look in Alex' eyes when she wasn't entirely sure she could trust him. There was so much that had gone wrong in the last few weeks and it was building.
All this could do was keep Him contained long enough for him to warn Alex. And he would warn her. He'd tell her. Of course he'd tell her.
But not yet. Not until he was safe. Not until he could be trusted again.
"I'll call you. You know, when..." he didn't need to say any more than that and they both knew it. And god he still couldn't look at her knowing what he had just done. Knowing the things He had said to her.