Elena's hand stretched out for Kishan's, squeezing gently in a silent show of understanding. She knew what it was like to lose almost everyone she held dear. Jeremy was the only family she had left. Ric was close, but from what Damon had told her, he would be the next to go.
"I think you're right," she nodded, letting her hand slip away. "Come on, then." A smile as she took the lead, pushing through the last bit of brush onto the beach.
Grinning over her shoulder, Elena balanced on one leg, then the other as her shoes were removed. And then she made a beeline for the waves.