Lexi shrugged. Control. Of course he was. "You keep using that word. I do not think it means what you think it means." she told him, affecting an honestly, terrible, spanish accent and rolling her eyes. Kol Mikaelson was going to be hard to break, she knew that. But she also knew that she was good at what she did and she wanted to see that he was safe.
"Annoyed's close. Its good, its something but lets push it to hate will we? Because you know how this ends and you know you don't get out of here as you are now. You can rant, threaten me, and Elijah and Rebekah can slap you the hell down again cause sure, you got strength on me, age on me, but you don't have a single solitary bit of drive left. Its kind of sad actually. You used to be better than that. You used to be almost as much of a legend as the crazy brother. He was dangerous cause of what he was, you were dangerous cause of what you'd do, or wouldn't do, or might do, no one ever knew for sure. Because hey, feelings, emotions. Thats what does it Kol, without it, you have no creativity, no drive. Not a damn thing worth living for."