Stefan made another scoffing sort of noise at Ileana’s reasoning but left it at that. So he liked to hover. And complain. Big deal.
He maneuvered around Ileana and grabbed a beer for himself. He momentarily contemplated getting Cole a water but he took another bottle, popped them open and handed it to the other man. Now without something to keep him occupied, he was left to attempt conversation once more.
“So.” A long bit of silence. There were a million things they needed to talk about, but even Stefan didn’t feel like starting right off the bat with the heavy stuff. “Rose said you’re a teacher?” Not Illy, but Rosalie. Stefan had asked around. Not a lot, but Cole didn’t need to know about that.