She was quiet a moment, taking in what he had said to Stefan. If he'd wanted to kill her, she'd be dead already. And he wouldn't have taken her out for dinner, either.
"What will you do?" She questioned finally. If he didn't get the Grimmoire, that was. He wouldn't kill her, she didn't think, but he had to do something. He wouldn't be able to just let her go. Would he leave town with her in tow or ...she couldn't even think.