She wants to call Katherine, Elijah has divulged to her that he plans to dagger Klaus, there will be one less Original after her, them. But she settles for texting. Vampires could listen in, and she knows they can show up at any moment. She walks down to the kitchen to get a glass of water, she and her friends had told Jenna a week before about all of it. She's still adjusting, and Elena says a quiet goodnight to her aunt before returning to her room. Her aunt echoes her, and Elena smiles. All she has to do is die, and this will all stay the same.
Her phone is never off her when texts from Katherine are on it, and thank goodness because there's someone on her window seat. Elijah. She sets the water on her desk and slips her phone into her pocket before shrugging on a sweater. They talk about the plan, she's going to die in a week, he's gotten word to his brother that he has her, she wants to shiver at the possessive sound that has to it. If Katherine has taught her anything, it's to seek freedom and happiness, however fleeting. Her logic was that if something made you happy even for a moment, it was probably worth it. Elena feels like being in a relationship is impossible now. She doesn't want to belong to someone. Not now, maybe not ever.
"Did I say something wrong?" Elijah asks.
"I don't belong to anyone." Elena corrects. He nods, seeming to understand that. She's like a puzzle to him. There are so many pieces scattered everywhere for him to try to fit together.
"My apologies." He says and she nods, sitting in the chair by her desk. They're more comfortable with each other, Katherine told her that would happen with time. Elijah is very easy to adjust to, she had warned. He adjusted himself in the blink of an eye as well. Better not to adjust completely.
She reminds him of Katerina. Her heart is still nervous when they're in the same room, they seem to have the same need for freedom. He doesn't blame them, he knows being fated to die isn't a fate anyone wants.
He almost wants to forgive Katerina, but he remembers how manipulative she was and how Elena isn't. There's too much history there. He doesn't actually know what he would do if he saw Katerina again. He knows he can't hurt her.
She looks too much like Elena, who's staring at him with curiosity and asking him if he's okay.
Such a trusting human, human Katerina and Elena are too similar for his brain to quite comprehend. They're so close to being the same person, he couldn't ever kill Katerina now. Even though he's never heard the vampire doppelganger sound this concerned for anyone else. He knows Tatia came first then Katerina and Elena, but he can't help but see Elena in Katerina. Even though it should be finding Katerina in her, she seems to be too different from her ancestor for him. He needs a drink before he can think similarities again.
"I was just thinking." He offers. It's not a lie, he doesn't lie to Elena. He withholds information, but he doesn't lie. It's nothing bad, just things she doesn't need to know, like how he's trying to decide if cutting himself open will get rid of the messy feelings that have been growing for her in his dead heart. He wonders if he can pluck them out, or if they've gotten attached to nerves and other organs. It feels like it. He doesn't like the feeling, he's weak around her. Just like Tatia. Just like Katerina. Just like them, he can tell there will be regret in his future, involving her. He just doesn't know the reason yet.