Phone buzzing in his hands he looked at the message and frowned. He might not be used to the lingo of the time but even he was aware that 'we need to talk' wasn't a good sign. Tapping his phone against the table with one hand he ran the other through his hair.

His phone buzzed again before he looked at it seeing it was from his Mum he decided to ignore it. Tonight wasn't about his family, about what he Mum wanted or anything else. The other night at Rousseau's they'd had a moment where he'd opened up to her more than anyone else and then it had been shattered.

Catching sight of Davina he stood from the bench he was sitting on smiling at her. When he told her she was gorgeous it wasn't a lie or just a way to charm her. "More sure then I've ever been. It's not Rousseau's but figured we could use a change of scenery and hopefully a better ending to tonight."

Catching sight of the blush on Davina's cheeks it was something he hadn't caused to happen in a rather long time. Smiling he lifted a hand and trailed the pad of his thumb over Davina's cheek. "Sorry, the blush is cute." He said pulling his hand away from her face.

"Well if you're willing to risk it I'm not above taking a chance. Can't think of a better reason to." For just a short time he didn't have to worry about his Mum or his brothers he wasn't Kol he was Kaleb and able to be what he wanted to be. Though he was sure it would be fleeting he wanted to hold on to it.

"Didn't really know where to go so I just picked the first place I saw, the sign in the window said famous so thought it might be a worth adventure." Giving her a wink he didn't really care where they ate he was just glad to see her outside of class.

A friendly face was becoming a rarity in his world. Mikael was under Davina's control, Nik wanted to kill him, his Mum wanted to use him and so far Davina was the only one who wanted nothing. He'd once focused on corrupting innocence like that and yet with her it was magnetic and he wanted to protect it.

The smile on Davina's face seemed to weaver sightly before she looked at him and leaned forward. His eyes followed her movements as she whispered to him. Hearing her words caused him to frown slightly, it was hard question to answer.

"I've been attracted to people before but as far as love. I really don't know Davina. I'm sure I'd know it when I felt it but I haven't. I've cared for people before and I care for someone now." He said giving her a meaningful look.

Reaching up he rubbed the back of his neck, "I'm going to guess this has to do with that you wanted to talk about." It was weird but for some reason the change in conversation made him slightly nervous but maybe that was just the teenage mood swings and hormones he was trying to deal with.

Davina was still for a few minutes saying nothing which worried him. Had he said or done something wrong? He really wasn’t sure what to say or do in this first place since this was all pretty new for him. As a pained look crossed her face followed by a frown.

Reaching over he grabbed her hand from across the table as she began to speak. His brow furrowed as he listened while she spoke of a boy she thought she’d loved. “He was killed by the name in the school?” Davina nodded at him and he brows dropped lower.

Tears began to fill her eyes and for a moment he truly hated his brother for causing this girl so much pain. He’d killeded countless people in his life but he’d left none to feel the true pain of their loss.

Before they could truly continue the conversation a waiter came over and he order a shrimp po-boy along with a side of red beans and rice and a water. As the waiter left he moved around the table and sat next to Davina sliding into her side of the booth. “You’re worried for me? Davina I’m not Tim. I know what I’m getting into. The war between the witches, wolves and vampires, the hybrid Klaus and the Original Elijah. I’m not scared.”

When Davina leaned into him it was a whole new feeling, she was warm and small and for the first time he didn't see a human as being weak. Though his own mortality and lack of strength might have something to do with it. Leaning his head against hers he smiled slightly.

Nik always went for those people cared about because it was easier to weaker a person by those they loved them attacking them head on. That and if you wanted to person to do something for you leverage made it easier to control them. No, Nik hadn't changed at all over the years only caring for what he wanted a willing to use any to get it.

"Josh and Marcel are vampires then?" He asked as if trying to follow it all, "If they care about you as much as you care about them then the risk was worth it. Seems to me it wouldn't matter if they were your friends or not. Marcel was King of the city before Klaus came back right?"

Smiling he nodded in acknowledgement as the waiter dropped off their food. Grabbing the spoon he stirred up the red beans and rice before taking a slow bite. Though he nearly choked on his food as her heard her words. No one had ever cared about him that much. His father had been cold, his Mum had been and still was distant caring about witch business over her own family.

Putting the spoon down he turned slightly to look at her and reached up gently tilting her chin, "Davina, there are worse things than death. I'm not afraid of dying, I'm afraid of not fully living."

The other side was gone which meant after death there would be nothing, he would be gone and there would be no coming back. For some reason no longer existing was no longer his greatest fear. It had been as he watched others being pulled into the dark abys but this second chance seemed more like torture. His Mum sought to dictate his every move and yet wouldn’t tell him the end game. She’d threatened him and brought him to his knees nearly giving him a brain aneurism.

If he was going to die one final time it would in fact be on his own terms. He’d been killed by his father to be turned, daggered by Elijah and Nik more times than he could count and lastly staked by the Gilbert boy. Though in retrospect he had that one coming to him but unlike then he wasn’t just pretending to be Davina’s friend.

“And then the wolves drove the vampires from the Quarter, well all but our record dealer but I’m going to guess he’s no longer with us.” Given the store had never been reopened his assumption was the vampire was dead. “Though the problem doesn’t seem to be with you love, seems to be with Klaus.”

Moving the spoon through the red beans and rice a strange feeling went through him. As humans would say it felt like someone walking over his grave. “He’ll probably already hunt me down and kill me Davina but I put myself in his line of sight and on his list. You can’t let the fear of what may happen to someone keep you from ever doing anything. I run as much risk getting hit by a car crossing Bourbon street as I do from Klaus.”

Pausing for a moment he stared into her eyes and gave her the best smile he could muster, “Call if brave or call it stupid love but you’re Debbie downer attitude and morbid prophesy aren’t causing me to run. If a man is scared away from what he want by another then he isn’t much of a man to start with and rather undeserving."