AN: Hey guys, this is a short Elejah chapter. There is a poll (my first ever poll) on my profile for this story, so please take it! Thank you!
He's loathe to leave, his mind palace is halfway done, but he can't stop yawning. No one has come to talk to them, he has no idea what time it is. They make their way back into her mind palace, she closes the door to his mind. That helps a little, but she shifts them directly into her bedroom. He doesn't bother trying to protest as his shoes disappear, he takes one side of her bed and relaxes his mind. She does the same a few seconds later.
She hears Kol ask her to please return Elijah, and she has to wake him up. She wonders if he feels the knife, she hates sending him away. She can't tell if it's better or worse than him leaving on his own or not. It hurts a little, to have to let Caroline and Elijah go. She can't help but wonder if the knife cuts both ways or not. She knows it must hurt, but she feels like emptiness seeps in when they leave, and the knife twists. She forces herself to relax, and hears a voice begin to speak. The playlist must have been started, she thinks, as she closes her eyes and listens to discoveries about space.