actiooooon;
[There's glitter? He didn't notice. He sure as hell didn't care because - yeah, Caroline might've mentioned Elena was here, but it wasn't like seeing her. It's not as desperate from him, but there's an edge. (An edge he gained when he thought he might not see her again.) Alaric hesitates, a little too still as her arms go around him, but with a long enough pause he puts his hands on her back, hair pressed against his chin.
He can admit it feels pretty damn good right now. Like coming home already.]