[ she's always be that - she simply can't be anything else, not with matt, not with herself. she sits next to him, her knees inclined towards his.
she pauses after listening to him; both concerned and wanting to know anything from him, about what's going on with him. caroline's right. it hasn't felt right these past few days, but not because it has felt like matt wasn't on their side. because it's felt like matt wasn't sure how to be.
elena pulls in a soft breath, looks into some spot on the ground to. ] Matt, whatever it is... you can always talk to me.