[ There's no more fight left in her. Whatever emotions had been running high earlier were now laid bare at his feet. The look on his face, the break in his voice— god, why was he wearing that broken look? And she'd been the one to put it there.
That in itself bothered her more than this whole stupid argument about some damn journal and a picture. Of which he has yet to confirm or deny.
Elena says nothing, she's fallen quiet, watching him from where she stands, never once moving. She wants answers— needs them. However the way he tightly squeezes his eyes shut, how he fights to not let everything show...
She knows him.
This is bigger than she knows or could possibly understand. It only now dawns that she'll only know when he's ready and not before, now that she's got a teeny bit of her emotions under control enough to think for a second. ]
Nate...
[ His name is sighed out, quiet and tired. She won't push it. She won't. Not when he's pleading. ]
no subject
That in itself bothered her more than this whole stupid argument about some damn journal and a picture. Of which he has yet to confirm or deny.
Elena says nothing, she's fallen quiet, watching him from where she stands, never once moving. She wants answers— needs them. However the way he tightly squeezes his eyes shut, how he fights to not let everything show...
She knows him.
This is bigger than she knows or could possibly understand. It only now dawns that she'll only know when he's ready and not before, now that she's got a teeny bit of her emotions under control enough to think for a second. ]
Nate...
[ His name is sighed out, quiet and tired. She won't push it. She won't. Not when he's pleading. ]
Come here.