[ elena smiles, ducking her head and brushing her hair behind her ear.

the cemetery back in mystic falls feels a little like home, if only because it's where she knows her parents to be. in mathias, this cemetery, no matter how makeshift it is, doesn't quite feel it, not even with jenna's name soon to be written on the wooden marker. ]

Sometimes I feel like some conversations need to be away from prying ears, no matter how long gone those ears may be. [ she looks at helen, still smiling gratefully. ] Thank you. This place feels so lonely despite having just a handful of people.