It doesn't feel wrong, at least not to her, so she is going to tentatively go with no. Elena has a hard time believing it wouldn't be the same for any Ethan and Elena that would meet, because of who they are when they are together. She has an even harder time still of wrapping her head around the fact that his own version of things are so different from hers, that the world ended and they were made to say goodbye. It doesn't make sense to her still. She doesn't know that it ever will. Her fingers lock with his, and she studies his reaction with a soft expression on her face. Was his Elena really that bad at expressing it?

Was it really that unapparent?

It makes her chest ache to think so. Elena's lips part, and she pulls in a small breath. "Maybe she just ... always thought it was obvious," she says, a frown softly creasing her forehead. "But I know it's true for her, too. It's who you are."

It's who she is.