Lucy rolled her eyes. "Give him his knife back," she said seriously. Everyone was armed these days. There was no such things as having no weapons. Not unless you had a death wish. She released her taut grip on the bow but kept the arrow in place just in case. "You're one of them aren't you?" she asked him.
He just stared back at her for a moment. "He's one of them," she said to Damon. "One of the freedom fighters? They're practically extinct now you know."
"We don't even exist anymore," he reminded her. Which was true. The freedom fighters had all been killed or turned or forced into the farms by Klaus and Rebekah and their vampire lackeys. The ones who survived did so by staying sharp and staying smart. Sometimes Lucy thought they were humanity's last hope. In the northwest anyway. Then again, Connecticut seemed like it might as well be another planet not just across the country.
"You better hurry back to your people," she said to him before starting on the path back again with Damon at her side. She didn't even have to look at him to see the burning question in his eyes.
"Klaus and Rebekah killed most of the freedom fighters. The network hasn't worked in years. Things have changed a lot since you've been.... asleep."