[it takes Elijah a beat as he listens to Kyle's apology, and suddenly the vampire decides that sympathy is the last thing he deserves or really wants in this moment. His friend probably got to go back to her life, and maybe it was dangerous there-- she did carry the scars of bullet holes across her chest, after all, but who was Elijah to actually be upset about this?

He frowns and gets up, goes to the fridge to pull out a beer. Twists the top open and sighs.]

No, it's okay, I shouldn't have bothered you with it. It's so small, and people go home all the time, don't they. Your time will come soon enough. I'm sure you'll be happy to leave.

[the thought hurt, even though Elijah didn't know why, but he didn't like it-- he didn't even know why he said it, but there it was. He wished he could take it back, but instead he just drank.]