Cordelia may not be rushing out to chastise him but she stirs, somewhere inside and full of past, somewhere behind the doors and the steps guarded by a docile tiger with Katerine's eyes. This window opens both ways.
And Stefan may notice he's now wearing one of the Core's finest vests while a fully loaded medical bag rests at his feet.
River squints and circles him in careful measured steps, grass bouncing beneath her feet.
"Gentle brother," she re-corrects, skirts dragging a gentle rustle behind her. "Drank in the wrong stream and turned into a tiger. Not mine. But you look like him sometimes."
With the end of her circle she winds up toward the steps, stopping long enough to pat the tiger affectionately on its head.
i try to sleep, they're wide awake, they won't let me alone;
And Stefan may notice he's now wearing one of the Core's finest vests while a fully loaded medical bag rests at his feet.
River squints and circles him in careful measured steps, grass bouncing beneath her feet.
"Gentle brother," she re-corrects, skirts dragging a gentle rustle behind her. "Drank in the wrong stream and turned into a tiger. Not mine. But you look like him sometimes."
With the end of her circle she winds up toward the steps, stopping long enough to pat the tiger affectionately on its head.