[ the mark still stings, too, but honestly he just thanks his lucky stars she didn't go for the family jewels after hearing her version of what happened in nepal. he remembers jeff, the kid who wound up in an awful place at the worst time, how coldly lazarevic had executed him and the sheer terror he'd felt, wondering if he'd be next when the monster's eyes fell on him. but elena remembered him as a cold bastard holding nate at gunpoint and dragging chloe out instead of one of the men who'd been with them, trying to keep jeff alive in the chaotic war-torn streets.

it's strange, not remembering the things you've apparently done. a tad disturbing. ]

Well, I didn't leave you for a frozen corpse out on the mountain. How's that work? [ he sighs, puts the cup down on the stone wall and stands - he moves away from nate though, not toward, pacing with hands clasped behind his back. ] Look, I've got no idea what's going on here, just that I remember things much... much differently than you and Elena, apparently. [ he pauses. eyes on the sky briefly before a hand goes up to rub his cheek, and tacked on, just because: ]

She hits hard, you know that?