[Other people might've, sure. Other people also hadn't seen that glimmer of hope in him, Bonnie thinks as she folds her arms and turns to look at him.]

You also left that same army. [Whole reason Katherine was able to sink her nails (and teeth) into Damon and Stefan at the same time. Bonnie's shrug is smaller than usual, and she's tempted to pull her gaze back towards that (slowly growing) fire.] Damon, if you really believed in slavery... or anything the Confederacy believed in, really... you wouldn't have given Emily the time of day.

But she trusted you enough to protect my family, and that means something.

[No use dwelling on the past, she thinks, because it's clearly bringing him nothing but grief. If he did value those ideals, or what his father thought of him, then he wouldn't have tried to burn them. Right?]