[softly, out of habit more than anything:] I know.
But - based on what I do know - it's gonna take other-me a long time to get over it. If we even do at all. Klaus sired him, which probably means Klaus abused him and.
[He rubs his temples, gnashing his teeth a little.]
I swore, after Dad died, I wouldn't let anyone get to me like that.
He is, yeah. [The complete lack of death is something that gnaws at Tyler's stomach. His world lucked out. His world really, really lucked out.] He also knows, but um. He still loves you, no matter what or who you are.
Yeah, apparently the Gilbert ring has a side effect for some people with the dying and all. I mean, Esther kind of helped it along, but he had this dark side thing going on. Dad wasn't the only one his other side killed in a bid to 'cleanse' the town. So it wasn't really him. [Not that it had mattered all that much once her dad was gone.
[End of the conversation, he knows, so he pulls out his phone and distracts himself with the network.
He can't reassure her, or tell her it's going to be okay - but he sure can't fill the silence like he used to. This isn't his universe anymore; her story, her rules.]
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But - based on what I do know - it's gonna take other-me a long time to get over it. If we even do at all. Klaus sired him, which probably means Klaus abused him and.
[He rubs his temples, gnashing his teeth a little.]
I swore, after Dad died, I wouldn't let anyone get to me like that.
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But I've probably done things your Caroline hasn't either....
Is my dad still alive? In your universe? Does he know what I am?
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You and Mom saved me. [She stares down into her cup for a moment before glancing back up at him.]
Alaric killed him not even a year later. He...well, he chose to stay human and die.
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[Tyler shakes his head.]
I'm sorry. I can't imagine what that was like.
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Caroline dropped her head into her hands.]
I really need to stop talking.
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[His smile doesn't quite reach his eyes, even if he is teasing.]
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Yeah, I need to stop. [Because seriously, she's going to tell him eveerything and there's no coming back from that.]
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[End of the conversation, he knows, so he pulls out his phone and distracts himself with the network.
He can't reassure her, or tell her it's going to be okay - but he sure can't fill the silence like he used to. This isn't his universe anymore; her story, her rules.]