[He turns around, finally, if only to feign an offended look:] No.
[Elena's right, though. While he's a blank slate at this very moment, he had once carried the burden of centuries-old experiences and lugged around an impossibly heavy suitcase. The memories are still rattling around somewhere, and maybe, for this other, lovey-dovey Stefan, faith had been the way to empty it piece by piece.
Stefan mulls on it for a couple of seconds, stirring the tea and making sure it looks just right.]
I get that wisdom comes with age, but honestly? I still feel like I'm seventeen.
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[Elena's right, though. While he's a blank slate at this very moment, he had once carried the burden of centuries-old experiences and lugged around an impossibly heavy suitcase. The memories are still rattling around somewhere, and maybe, for this other, lovey-dovey Stefan, faith had been the way to empty it piece by piece.
Stefan mulls on it for a couple of seconds, stirring the tea and making sure it looks just right.]
I get that wisdom comes with age, but honestly? I still feel like I'm seventeen.