It had been one thing to find Hayley and Klaus here, and to hear that Caroline had been here for a brief time. But, no one had thought to warn Elijah that another person he knew was here as well. The ancient vampire was absorbed in thought as he walked down the street, wondering through the past few days and whatever it was that had tossed him into this strange new existence.

At the sound of Aiden's voice, his head snaps up with the supernatural speed he's grown so accustomed to. Eyes widen and he takes a quick measure of the man before him, unsure of what exactly to say. Theirs had never been an easy relationship. He was a werewolf, one of Hayley's. Therefore, Elijah was bound to protect him, and yet-- Elijah never quite knew where they stood with all the bargaining and backstabbing alliances that were made before Aiden's untimely death.

Tampering the surprise in his voice. Elijah steps closer to the young werewolf.

"Aiden. I don't know if this is a welcome surprise, or to say I'm sorry to see you here." He takes quick note to notice that they both wore the mark of the submissive. A mark that Elijah still didn't know what to make of.