Rose watched Alaric with a mixture of amusement and apology. Okay, maybe more amusement than apology. "So I see," she mused, her lips twitching faintly as she tried - and failed - to subdue a smile.

When Damon pulled back, Rose did too, finally uncurling herself from the tight little ball she'd maintained since sinking into her chair earlier. At the mention of current events, she glanced between them, a puzzled frown flitting across her lips.

"Well, I've told you all I know once, but that's a moot point now. I don't know what blanks are left at the moment," she admitted, a hint of frustration flickering in her gaze. Of all the things she disliked about this place, that grated on her the most.

She looked over at Alaric again, not wanting to look at Damon for the moment. He was too observant by far and there were things she didn't want to have to inform him of. Not yet. Maybe not ever, because really, how did one bring that up? Although she wasn't fooling herself that she could keep that hidden forever. Eventually he'd figure out she was omitting something. And even if it wasn't important to him, it was to her.

"How much do we have known?" she asked, rather pleased when she managed to sound much calmer than before. "I'll fill in what holes I can, if there's any left after what you've told him."