[ elena jumps from her spot at her desk. the journal is open in front of her, and she is wearing pajamas she would likely not be wearing if she had known john would see them.

swallowing, she stands from her spot and moves to face him. ]

I just thought you felt like - like maybe this was a waste of time. Because we're not and can't stay here. Because it's real but it's... not.

[ .-. ]