( he'll get none of it from buffy, anyway. she doesn't look especially put out at being asked — he's already explained he doesn't have a conscience. you can know it's not fine, and still not care much. (key feature: how buffy feels about herself most of the time.) that, of course, is buffy's job. )
What do you want from me? I said I'd hear you out. Despite coming to me, you're trying to make it seem like I'm the one who wants to talk to you. So? Here I am, I'm asking. What's on your mind? Let me make your day.
Oh, [ he blinks, wide-eyed with feigned surprise, hand over his heart, he's so genuine about this, ] my bad, I thought you were the Slayer. Figured a vampire hunter might want to know what kind of vampires they're dealing with and what could make one go rabid, who to look out for, weaknesses to exploit...
Sorry for the mistake, [ no information for you, smarty-pants, he's leaving the room in three, two... ] I'll get out of your hair, see you around.
( honestly, she has no problem with that. she already got everything she needs to — it's more or else the enigmatic fact of damon that stops her from opening the door for him, eyes squinted, head tilted. )
And you'd tell me all that? Isn't your brother a vampire? ( she's just guessing on that front. his brother who apparently saved him from vampirism. maybe he hates him. maybe that's why he wants to tell buffy — to end him. doing his dirty work? it doesn't really logic out. ) I smell a catch.
[ seriously, so predictable—though her question does give damon pause. he's here as much on impulse as he is with any real plan, hadn't thought further than keep the hunter from being a problem. he tilts his head, considering how to answer, which of the various true responses would play best. after a moment he shrugs, arms out. ]
You know what we are. We can't get away from you. Safer to be on your good side than not, so whenever someone turns up with their carotid nibbled on you know it wasn't one of us.
[ that doesn't mean she's getting all the weaknesses, all the information he has to offer. but he can tell her the innocuous things, and learn about her vampires in the process. ]
( buffy gives him a smile — a genuine one, at least in how amused it is. if this is damon getting on her good side then he's really, really, talented at it. )
Trustworthy as I find you, I think I'll manage on my own.
( she steps over, opens the door, and gestures him out. )
[ he smirks, shrugs again—your loss, buffy, he was trying to help—and steps toward the door. ]
Let me know which monster you turn into after you meet Klaus, [ breezily, ] I'm sure you'll give him a great run for his money before he rips your throat out. See you at breakfast!
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( he'll get none of it from buffy, anyway. she doesn't look especially put out at being asked — he's already explained he doesn't have a conscience. you can know it's not fine, and still not care much. (key feature: how buffy feels about herself most of the time.) that, of course, is buffy's job. )
What do you want from me? I said I'd hear you out. Despite coming to me, you're trying to make it seem like I'm the one who wants to talk to you. So? Here I am, I'm asking. What's on your mind? Let me make your day.
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Sorry for the mistake, [ no information for you, smarty-pants, he's leaving the room in three, two... ] I'll get out of your hair, see you around.
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And you'd tell me all that? Isn't your brother a vampire? ( she's just guessing on that front. his brother who apparently saved him from vampirism. maybe he hates him. maybe that's why he wants to tell buffy — to end him. doing his dirty work? it doesn't really logic out. ) I smell a catch.
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You know what we are. We can't get away from you. Safer to be on your good side than not, so whenever someone turns up with their carotid nibbled on you know it wasn't one of us.
[ that doesn't mean she's getting all the weaknesses, all the information he has to offer. but he can tell her the innocuous things, and learn about her vampires in the process. ]
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Trustworthy as I find you, I think I'll manage on my own.
( she steps over, opens the door, and gestures him out. )
Thanks for stopping by, Damon.
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Let me know which monster you turn into after you meet Klaus, [ breezily, ] I'm sure you'll give him a great run for his money before he rips your throat out. See you at breakfast!
[ byeee! ]