She didn't bother responding to his question about Natasha. Her face said it all and he knew that she had heard them. Niklaus had always accused his sister of having too tender a heart. Rebekah didn't see it that way. But just because she was a vampire didn't mean she couldn't love. She understood love very well and had experienced it several times over the centuries. But she had never found one to keep, one to hold onto forever. Not until Alec.
But if anyone were stupid enough to harm Alec, it would be the very last thing that they ever did. Because Rebekah would rip the flesh from their faces and force feed it to them.
So yes, Rebekah had overheard and she understood the intensity of desire, of love.
"It's not that difficult to understand. I need soldier and you need more time. You scratch my back and I scratch yours."