[ as soon as elena feels the knee-jerk reaction to tell him not to smoke, it seems to serve a better and more magical purpose. regarding the now lit lanterns with a smile, she figures any display of magic will never get old. she wonders, briefly, if bonnie can do that, light a cigarette and flicker the fire to somewhere else. ]

Elena Gilbert.

[ it's not as impressive, but it's the one thing that's hers and hers alone. no doppelgänger can take that from her. ]

And… no. [ ducking her head and gaze to the floor, she looks a little sheepish nonetheless, sighing. ] I just yelled at him. You'd think someone being creepy would want to yell back. But it was like he didn't care. It bothered me a lot more than it should've.