[ caroline was never looped into the entirety of the katherine pierce saga. the minutiae of her life, the circumstances of her death — but she knows, without having to say it, that there is one. as a result, she can haphazardly guess at what sorts of problems katherine might be referring to, ones that go far outside the realm of this nightmare dreamscape.

but it's not any of her business, and she has a sneaking suspicion katherine doesn't want it to be her business, so caroline doesn't ask. instead, she takes a breath, acknowledging katherine's sigh without feathers ruffling in the process, and presses her lips together for a moment.

redirection, apparently, is the name of the game. ]

Look. I get that you're, like, a one-woman can-do show on your own, and it's not like you and I have a ton of reasons in Mystic Falls to team up, but we did once. And I don't know about you, but I'm not super thrilled about being stuck in a place that apparently floods blood or has weird faceless nuns or nightmare blizzards every month, so it'd be nice to know that we can work together instead of having to be on the defensive against each other all the time, don't you think?

[ which is not... inherently katherine's fault, caroline realizes. she thinks she knows why. ]

You have every reason not to trust us. But I want to trust you, because unlike this freaky town, at least I know you.