When Elena explained the state the vampire was in, he knew that all too well and he sympathized. He relented and relaxed but he could feel that Elena was tense. He started rubbing her arms to soothe her and slowly she started to be at ease. "I trust you," he said. He trusted her judgement, her decisions. They'd been through so much so it was easy to.
"We could use him, you're right. Get him to help us but that would come at a cost to him if Klaus or Rebekah found out," he said, letting out a breath and moving her so she was facing him. He leaned back in the chair as she straddled him. Things were so hard now, harder than they were before and the allies they did have, they cherished. They were so few and far between. Too many people got hurt, killed or carted off and it was a miracle that Elena and Stefan hadn't faced them yet. He was sure it was bound to happen and they had to be prepared, but in the meantime, helping as many people as they could was their goal.
"I'll go out tomorrow, try to find him. Talk to him and try to get through. If you believe that his humanity is on, it possibly wouldn't take much, but we have to be careful. There's no need to find trouble, we don't want that on our hands," Stefan explained, looking her over.
"We're going to get through this."
He said that, they both said that, but they knew the truth. This was it, this is what their world was and it wasn't getting better. They were just adapting to it.