Elena spends a lot of her time in the library. It's a comfort to her, however illusory. She spent her first night in Wonderland going through its stacks, and she's even made her own makeshift little nook whenever she's in an investigative mood -- not that this place ever wants her to find some decent answers. It just never stops her from trying, because who will she be if she doesn't?
Anyhoo. Elena's close enough to hear Tim and his banjo. The sounds make her curious enough to follow the source, and she's quiet until the song concludes. At which point it's probably obvious she was standing there the whole time. "Sorry. I didn't mean to snoop, but you're pretty good."
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Elena spends a lot of her time in the library. It's a comfort to her, however illusory. She spent her first night in Wonderland going through its stacks, and she's even made her own makeshift little nook whenever she's in an investigative mood -- not that this place ever wants her to find some decent answers. It just never stops her from trying, because who will she be if she doesn't?
Anyhoo. Elena's close enough to hear Tim and his banjo. The sounds make her curious enough to follow the source, and she's quiet until the song concludes. At which point it's probably obvious she was standing there the whole time. "Sorry. I didn't mean to snoop, but you're pretty good."