[This feels so familiar, when it shouldn't. As far as he remembers, this is the first time he's allowed himself to truly show his face to someone outside his family. (His family had welcomed him with open arms. They were also his family, who loved him unconditionally.)

Alex had no reason to console him, and as he intertwines his fingers in hers, he (finally) allows himself to let go of the breath he was holding.] You're sure. [It's a statement, not a question, as he dares to look her in the eye.] I've been good about controlling my hunger, but... I can be pretty dangerous, Alex.

[As those words escape his lips, it hits him as to why it's so familiar: Elena had reacted the same way. His own ex-girlfriend had touched him like this and for a moment, he winces as the rest of his memories come flooding back. He regains his composure, but not his human face, as he squeezes her hand tight.] I... I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner.