E: How do you do that — act like you don't care, like you don't feel anything? ... I can't do that. I feel. I feel everything,
S: Elena, stop.
E: I'm not going to stop, Stefan, because I don't believe that you feel nothing.

S: So… this, us, you feel nothing?
E: I feel nothing.
S: I don't believe you.
E: I don't care,
S: So you don't remember what it used to feel like when we would dance? When my hand would touch your waist?
E: Nope.
S: What about this…when our fingers would touch?
E: Nothing.
S: And this? Does your heart really refuse to remember?

This one.