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ROSE: Why didn't you tell me? I was a mon How can you even stand to look at
ZANE: Like Jemma said, there was no easy way to bring that up.
ZANE: There were people who held it against you and people who didn't. I stayed out of it all and we pretty much didn't touch the subject again until you and Jim showed up in New Orleans. But you had a really hard time dealing with it, and if it hadn't been for Jim and Regina I don't know if you would have made it. You said that yourself. I personally didn't want to trigger it if the dreams didn't bring anything up.
ROSE: You shouldn't care about how I feel. I don't know how you can even stand to look at me after the things I did.
ZANE: Rose, I remember what happened very clearly. And I never blamed you. I never really blamed Dimitri, either. I mean, I could have. But you knew you could save him and we were all about second chances. And you got screwed over royally. Yeah, you did things that were shitty. People got hurt. Christian was killed. But you were hurt too. I can't say it was 100% your intention to do any of that. You never would have chosen to do that. And so that's why I care about how you feel and that's why you will always be my friend until you purposefully choose to hurt me. Okay?
ROSE: I attacked you. I can remember how it felt and it felt like me. It's a cop out to say it wasn't. Christian wasn't killed by some stranger. I did it. I enjoyed it I feel sick
ZANE: Right now, with you being you as you are now, would you attack me again? Would you kill Christian again if he was here right now? Would you go on the rampage again if you were exactly as you are now?
ROSE: Of course not. But I still did it.
ZANE: I know you did. But I also know you wouldn't if you had been capable of making the choice, and back then, you weren't. You just proved that. A part of you might have enjoyed it, but the you I knew in New Orleans knew damn well there's a part of Stefan Salvatore that liked ripping into necks when he was Ripper. He talked about it before. It happens to even people who usually have the best intentions. It doesn't make you an awful person Rose. There isn't anything that can convince me of that, not from knowing you in Lawrence or New Orleans or here.
ROSE: It doesn't matter. It was still me. I still did it.
ZANE: You know, if there was ever a time I wish my Jim was here, now is it. He got you to realize it really wasn't your fault and I can't figure out how. All I can say is regardless, you're still my friend. You will be my friend until the day one of us decides to leave. Even if you can't stand to look at me, I'm still going to be your friend while I give you space. You can't get rid of me, Hathaway. But if you want space while you sort stuff out, that I'll give you.
ROSE: It wasn't him. It's was just... time, I guess.
ROSE: You should hate me. I tried to kill you.