( it's what he wants: stefan's involvement. it's what he needs and craves; what he always has. his gaze does not skirt this time, seeking to catch and decipher his old friend's feelings and intentions, but lifts to meet his eyes openly as he returns to sit.
he does need help. he has his purpose, but what he has lacked, even with hope here, was a touchstone. without her, he is truly adrift.
he does not want to be alone. )
I do.
( the words are heartfelt, heavy, and as difficult to carry as they are a relief to share. ) Not only is this place a heirloom from our brothers, and a treasured heirloom of my daughter... ( his hand is extended, palm-up, lifting and falling with the annunciation of his words. ) but I do not want to run it with anyone else.
( that stefan sought out this place tonight, for whatever purpose (no doubt about one mikaelson or another — perhaps both) suits him. his jaw tightens and the fierce earnestness in his eyes softens. they may have this conversation now. ) How about it? You and me?
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he does need help. he has his purpose, but what he has lacked, even with hope here, was a touchstone. without her, he is truly adrift.
he does not want to be alone. )
I do.
( the words are heartfelt, heavy, and as difficult to carry as they are a relief to share. ) Not only is this place a heirloom from our brothers, and a treasured heirloom of my daughter... ( his hand is extended, palm-up, lifting and falling with the annunciation of his words. ) but I do not want to run it with anyone else.
( that stefan sought out this place tonight, for whatever purpose (no doubt about one mikaelson or another — perhaps both) suits him. his jaw tightens and the fierce earnestness in his eyes softens. they may have this conversation now. ) How about it? You and me?