She sits in the front doorway, listening to Elijah speak gently to Caroline, reminding her to relax and focus on Elena's breathing. She's equally quiet, she really really wants this. Elijah confirms that she can do it. There's a ghost of feeling on one of her hands, and she waits with anticipation. There aren't any walls, Caroline shouldn't have any trouble. She's tried to make it as easy as possible. She stares into the darkness, the fear of getting swallowed by it isn't so consuming while still in her mind palace but it's still present. She blinks a few times when she thinks she sees a flash in the dark.
"Care?" She can't help how her voice sounds, fragile and scared. She stands up, about to go investigate before she's knocked to the ground. The instincts Elijah had instilled in her almost make her flip the situation, but familiar perfume fills her nose. She's being pressed to the floor in the most intense hug she's ever received from Caroline. Tears leak out of her eyes without her permission. She doesn't say anything, she can feel Caroline's tears against her shoulder. She just wraps her arms around the blonde, tighter.