Elena falls into step beside him, letting him lead the way. She is quiet for a moment following his admission, and it isn't until they've reached the bar she looks up again. Whatever brought them here, the place itself is beautiful. Elena takes in the lights reflected on the pool and the bar adjacent to it, along with the view. An ocean that spreads out for miles and miles. She wonders if that's all there is. If the world itself is an ocean, and the ship will always be adrift in it. She supposes those aren't questions that could be easily answered, if at all, unless one had spent a certain amount of time here.

Even then.

Sometimes there's just the mystery.

"Wait, so you were returned to your world, and then it brought you back here again?" Elena asks, her voice careful and soft as she looks at him. She tilts her head slightly to the side while doing so. She has been regarding him thoughtfully herself, as though attempting to find something that will differentiate him from the Ethan that she knows, the Ethan that has been left at the other side of the door.