Rebekah Mikaelson

"Yeah, tell me about it," Summer says, huffing out a breath. She's still shaken from the attack as it is, never mind how Rebekah managed to bring it to an end, making information like this all the more difficult to process. While she knows full well that a lot of weird things are possible here, though, she really doesn't have it in her to outright doubt what she's been told. She can't for a second think of why Rebekah would lie about it, anyway, or why she would look so earnest in doing so. It makes something in Summer's chest twist a little, in fact, expression then pulling into one that's nearly sympathetic. "But — no, God, I don't hate you. I mean, you did kind of save our asses just now. And it's not like you've tried to bite us or anything." Just saying that seems weird, and she pauses for a second. "Right?"