"Have you come here for help of some kind?" Elijah stood at the railing of the second floor balcony, looking mildly confused. "If so, I think you've misjudged the nature of our relationship." Or lack of relationship. "Whatever drama you and your little friends have gotten yourself into this time, I'm sure it has nothing at all to do with me. I am curious, however. Where is your brother? Did he wish to avoid further confrontation with Niklaus?" Or perhaps something had happened to Stefan. He didn't really care enough to ask. With Damon standing there in the courtyard foyer, looking like he was a lamb in a den of wolves, Elijah couldn't imagine what might bring the older Salvatore to his door step.
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