a small smile in return, grateful all over again for his presence, but which fades fast into something serious. "you'd be surprised. i met someone who looked just like you. except he was a huge jerk." between the memory of the encounter and the autumn chill in the air, elena shivers, wrapping her arms around herself. "he's feeling much better, thanks to you. he's just also ... he's going through some other things of his own, too, that we'll hopefully figure out." but her smile returns at his response. "that's kind of perfect, then. we can hang out; i got here way too early to help set everything up."
🩸 → cocking an eyebrow, stefan listens as his former paramour tells the story of her chance encounter with his near double - one that was a jerk to boot. it's an interesting story, it makes him think back to the night klaus had bitten him, the hysterical hallucinations he had... it was something to think on for sure. "i'm sorry that happened to you." he offers in an attempt to be sympathetic, watching as she shivers in the autumn air. "well if there's anything i can do... just let me know... i know he's got a lot to work through." vampirism was a curse in and of itself, a heavy burden lingering on shoulders, but to add anything else to it... let alone what he'd encountered, it could easily be overwhelmed. "well let's make the most out of it, shall we?" especially as he intended for it to be their last night together.
