If John had only been more like this back home in Mystic Falls... Elena had never seen much of a resemblance between her father and uncle. Not in their personalities at any rate. But John seemed to be showing that side more and more. And, as honest and heartfelt as he was being, as loving and tender and kind as his words were, Elena couldn't keep the tears from welling in her eyes once again.
"I wish I'd known her...before," Elena answered thickly. Because he obviously had such good memories of Isobel.