"Oooh, Stefan." Damon makes a sound as he shakes his finger in his brother's direction as if chiding him. "Don't let Elena know you said that about, wolfboy."

Dog jokes about Ethan go down very badly, and Elena would get very, very mad at you, Stefan. Damon should know, because he's made enough of them all by himself, and he has been on the other end of that anger multiple times. Even before she was dating him.

"He wasn't going to turn me into a chewtoy either. Just gonna... throw me off the side. Looks like a nice swim." He tilts his body until he is looking over the railing with a slow smirk, shrugging his shoulders since he doesn't really care that he was nearly thrown off.

Death seems like a good option in comparison to the world he was in before.