"Says you. Who revels in all of it. I didn't get off when I killed like I'm pretty sure you probably do." She would do anything to stay as well on his good side as she could, but that didn't mean she wouldn't still speak up. Especially for her friend. "It made him a better person than you." her words were biting and full of venom.
She scowled slightly at that remark. She hated how he knew her, how he could predict her behavior so easily. But it was no secret that Katherine Pierce always did what was best for her. "Better you die than I." It was something she'd told Elena once and something she still believed, still lived by, even now in her attempt at a more morally acceptable life. At her core, Katherine was a survivor, always had been, always would be. Even if it meant thowing someone else under the bus or lying to people she cared about.
She sucked in a sharp breath at the pain as he bit into her thigh. He didn't stop at the ten second rule they'd agreed to in the beginning, but she didn't dare try to stop him. The last thing she needed was to do something to make him change whatever plans he had and decide she was useless to him. Because she had a feeling the moment people became useless to Lord Harry was the moment they died. And she couldn't have that.