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[walkingheroin]

[He looks like he's straight up sucked on a lemon. And here he thought his mirror might be what everyone sees him as; evil, irredeemable, a monster.

This is better than that for everyone else in Wonderland, this he knows. But for him?

This might be the worst thing he could possibly imagine.]

No, I don't think I would. [A beat.] I take it you aren't fond of him, either?

[ribbons]

My emotions are on vacation. One of the perks of being a vampire. I don't really feel anything for him, ultimately. I suppose I wouldn't if I could. He thinks us vulgar. ( and no doubt worthy of the damnation his Father created.

ironically enough, elena believes in hell now. she knows that's where she is going if she ever dies.

it's why she'll always be a deathless girl. )

[walkingheroin]

If that's the case, what exactly is it you believe you've chosen me for?

[He's happy to turn the subject away from his mirror, the perfect son his Father no doubt wanted. The one who would have actually turned out to be the favorite he actually desired, as opposed to the one that he got.]

[ribbons]

If I tell you now, it won't be a surprise, Bright Star.

I just wanted you to know that I'm watching all of you.

I wanted you to know that I'm waiting. ( instead of signing off with her name, she draws a star for the brightest star. )

[walkingheroin]

[He stares at the mirror for a long time, motionless, expressionless, before he finally turns and silently walks away.

He'll be thinking about this conversation for a very long time to come.]