"Such sweet words Katherine," Nikola murmured with his usual seductive smirk. It was easier to smirk than to think about the way he was comforting one of Helen's Sanctuary Scoobies. "Of course, it's always been about Helen. Always, no matter what we do in life it always comes back to her. Are you sure I'm not the star?"

Nikola thought about going to the shelf and getting a reel but it was more appealing to stay here with the bottle and drink. "Perhaps another time, I don't think the island could handle two of me."