Elijah grins and they walk into his mind, he apologizes for the cluttered mess one of the hallways is, and she waves it off. He has a lot to think about, all the time. She's not surprised his mind palace is a little messy. He lists out a few movies until she chooses one to watch, and he leads her through an unmarked door.
There's a projector, and a couch. She appreciates that there isn't a reminder of popcorn or blood, she wishes she could feel hunger. But the only things she feels are emotional, so she doesn't mention it as she sits next to him and the movie begins to play.
She sits closer to him than really needed, but she misses physical contact and he doesn't seem to mind that her side is pressed into his.
The movie is good, and she asks him if there's a sequel. There isn't, and she sighs in disappointment.
She tells him she'll help sort more of his mind palace if he wants, and he almost tells her that part of the clutter is just his fault. His feelings for her need to be locked up and kept secret, she doesn't love him. They are just friends and he needs to accept it. But sometimes she looks at him like she has something to say and he wants to press at that, but he doesn't. He can't. She has a few more decades to live, like this. If he admits he has feelings and she does not feel the same way, then it becomes awkward. He'd rather bleed internally than give Elena pain like that.
He wishes for a moment, that he could just get over her. But she smiles as she holds up a memory of him with longer hair and clothes a few centuries old, and he can't help but grin at her.
He'll move on, he decides. When he's shown her all she wants to see, as their deal a while ago had stated, he'll leave. Disappear until he's fallen out of love with her, and see her after that.
As he watches her brush hair out of her face, he realizes that the moment he's thinking of will be far away for a fairly long time.