[ she looks down at her glass; she had nearly forgotten she was holding it. if elena wants anything, it's blood. alcohol is a back-up. she won't be asking for either. elena lets go of the water and doesn't answer the question. doesn't acknowledge kitty's answer. (it wasn't that.) ]
Losing someone is... different and the same every time. Hard. [ her voice wavers over the word. 'hard' is understatement, but that's a part that's always the same. ] It changes you; it changes... the whole world. [ she pauses. ] You're not alone.