He nodded, she was right, he knew she was right, but at the time it hadn't felt that way. It had felt like it was his fault, it had felt like failure, it had felt like a point of no return, betrayal, giving up when all he had been doing was trying to fix things. It had felt...like a million things, but not that. But he knew differently now. "Yeah... I mean... he didn't just walk away from the drama, he walked away from us and he was so pressed about us not even talking to him, at all, and..." Kol shrugged a little. "it doesn't matter what I thought, I know it's not true."
"There you go again," he muttered softly, chuckling a little under his breath. "Making points that should be obvious...but somehow never seem to be until you point it out." She really did have a habit of doing that to him a lot.
He finished off what was left of his drink, taking a second to go throw it away, to give a break in the conversation and a reason to lead up to a conversation switch. Because he really didn't want to talk about their family issues right now. "But enough about me," Kol said, his tone almost teasingly chiding. "how are you? Considering." Considering she'd died, multiple times in another world where she was forced to be human again. Considering he knew how much she looked to planning things when she was stressed.