Talia wanted Damon to leave, so she used the excuse of being sleepy.
She needed space.
Ever since the incident with Cassie, Talia didn't find a moment to collect her thoughts.
First, it was Stephanie, then Maya, and now Damon, and Talia didn't get a chance to think about what happened and what she will do about it. Well, she knew that she should leave the packhouse, but the question was: how far away should she flee?
There must be some safe distance from Damon and the bullies.
Damon was amused by Talia's newfound spunk. She seemed determined to stay away from him, but he had no intention of leaving her side.
He chased Cassie away, and that must count for something.
"You can't sleep like this?", Damon asked.
"No. Not really.", Talia said and moved her arm.
The sleeve of Talia's t-shirt hitched higher, and Damon narrowed his eyes when he saw a fresh bruise on Talia's upper arm.
