"Look, Elena is probably making a deal with your brother. Wherever she goes, I'm going. I'm just giving you a heads up to get two rooms ready." She sighs.
"You can't wait to see me, can you?" He teases and she groans.
He tells her that he'll text an address for her to go to. New Orleans is not under his control, not yet. He doesn't want her taken hostage by witches or something equally irritating. She tells him that she has packing to do, and that she'll see him soon. He tells her that he can't wait.