Aren't they named after what they dispel? [ From what little she's learned, Fear and Hope encourage fear and hope in the people they bring here. The same would be true of Delight, she thinks. She has no idea if the gods were to name themselves or if they were already named. Gods are worshipped, named in many cases by people. The gods all had different names in Roman and in Greek traditions. The same is true for religion, too.
Elena's grateful Caroline had the outlet, that she wasn't consumed by her neurosis and worries. She knows Caroline isn't hinting at reading the journal she brought with her, but it's always going to be there. Underneath. ] Did anything taste different? [ She knows vampires taste differently, when blood isn't involved, but would pregnancy affect that. ] Was there morning sickness? [ It's easier to focus on the pregnancy itself than the other, underlying issues between the two of them which stem squarely around their insecurities toward one another. Once they talk it out, maybe tonight, maybe with drinks, things will be aired. Or, they can be. She's not deciding that now. But, it's on the table.
Maybe not, Caroline, but you still curled your hair before exercising.
Elena wouldn't dare try and cook. People have experienced her attempts at chili. But, it gave her a purpose and it gave her and Caroline a common enemy. That they're still figuring out.
It's not if Elena would hate the idea that Katherine's died in the future. Besides helping them when it's worked to her advantage, she still spent a year terrorizing them. ]
Can you? [ She knows Caroline can, she's just confirming she'd like that. She nods, walking along, veering off in the direction of their shared home. ] In this climate, my hair's not ... [ Well, it's not as flat as she's used to, the dampness of the cave. There's more frizz than she'd like, and that's alright for yoga with her hair pulled into a pony tail, but not for meeting the locals.
Elena beams at that, smiling. This is her best friend and she couldn't be prouder. ] There's only one way to find out.
[ And that's the proactive Elena people should know and love. She's embraced her plans for the afternoon. Returning to where they live (she will not call it home, she resides there), cleaning up, doing something with her hair, and venturing back out.
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Elena's grateful Caroline had the outlet, that she wasn't consumed by her neurosis and worries. She knows Caroline isn't hinting at reading the journal she brought with her, but it's always going to be there. Underneath. ] Did anything taste different? [ She knows vampires taste differently, when blood isn't involved, but would pregnancy affect that. ] Was there morning sickness? [ It's easier to focus on the pregnancy itself than the other, underlying issues between the two of them which stem squarely around their insecurities toward one another. Once they talk it out, maybe tonight, maybe with drinks, things will be aired. Or, they can be. She's not deciding that now. But, it's on the table.
Maybe not, Caroline, but you still curled your hair before exercising.
Elena wouldn't dare try and cook. People have experienced her attempts at chili. But, it gave her a purpose and it gave her and Caroline a common enemy. That they're still figuring out.
It's not if Elena would hate the idea that Katherine's died in the future. Besides helping them when it's worked to her advantage, she still spent a year terrorizing them. ]
Can you? [ She knows Caroline can, she's just confirming she'd like that. She nods, walking along, veering off in the direction of their shared home. ] In this climate, my hair's not ... [ Well, it's not as flat as she's used to, the dampness of the cave. There's more frizz than she'd like, and that's alright for yoga with her hair pulled into a pony tail, but not for meeting the locals.
Elena beams at that, smiling. This is her best friend and she couldn't be prouder. ] There's only one way to find out.
[ And that's the proactive Elena people should know and love. She's embraced her plans for the afternoon. Returning to where they live (she will not call it home, she resides there), cleaning up, doing something with her hair, and venturing back out.
Who else is out there, indeed. ]