Elena will be grateful she is given her space, as she needs it despite having let him come inside. She doesn't think she is incapable of not forgiving Damon for what she does, she just often needs time, and their friendship had already been rocky as it was before Josef died.
She follows his gaze as it notices the book, and she doesn't rush to close it, as she doesn't think she has anything to hide. Elena is in her full rights to learn as much about every set of species in Chicago, and what being the oldest of those species may mean, so she only folds her arms across her chest.
...And that comment jerks her back from everything else, and she lifts a brow and almost smirks in disbelief. "You want to buy me a car?" she echoes after him. Elena can only imagine what kind of safety modifications he would make to such a thing, but she is Elena. She would not want him buying her gifts, even on her birthday.
Elena nods without saying anything else.
It's not as if a lot of time has passed. It's been a week, and it took so long before she could ever go through her parents' things. It's not the same thing, and they are not the same people, but grief is grief and it hurts.
She knows what happens when he's hurt.
"We already went half way around the world, remember?" she asks, spinning her index finger around in place. Plane ride probably doesn't hold a candle to a magic carpet now. But she knows what he means, doesn't ignore the we and our, and her answer is a half-serious answer of its own. She sits on the foot of her bed as she contemplates the rest.
Elena would not go anywhere. If she was discovered, if they were directly targeted, she would want Jeremy safe and as far away from it as possible. This kind of threat is unlike any other she's ever encountered, and she already learned from her brother how much collateral damage happens. But they already had this discussion, and she knows Jeremy would not go anywhere.
It's a difficult balance she is attempting to achieve here.
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She follows his gaze as it notices the book, and she doesn't rush to close it, as she doesn't think she has anything to hide. Elena is in her full rights to learn as much about every set of species in Chicago, and what being the oldest of those species may mean, so she only folds her arms across her chest.
...And that comment jerks her back from everything else, and she lifts a brow and almost smirks in disbelief. "You want to buy me a car?" she echoes after him. Elena can only imagine what kind of safety modifications he would make to such a thing, but she is Elena. She would not want him buying her gifts, even on her birthday.
Elena nods without saying anything else.
It's not as if a lot of time has passed. It's been a week, and it took so long before she could ever go through her parents' things. It's not the same thing, and they are not the same people, but grief is grief and it hurts.
She knows what happens when he's hurt.
"We already went half way around the world, remember?" she asks, spinning her index finger around in place. Plane ride probably doesn't hold a candle to a magic carpet now. But she knows what he means, doesn't ignore the we and our, and her answer is a half-serious answer of its own. She sits on the foot of her bed as she contemplates the rest.
Elena would not go anywhere. If she was discovered, if they were directly targeted, she would want Jeremy safe and as far away from it as possible. This kind of threat is unlike any other she's ever encountered, and she already learned from her brother how much collateral damage happens. But they already had this discussion, and she knows Jeremy would not go anywhere.
It's a difficult balance she is attempting to achieve here.