Elyas closes his eyes and gives his head a small shake. Laurent gets at least as much credit as Elyas and the doctor, if not a little more. "You found me." Had Laurent not found Elyas bleeding out in the snow, he would never have been able to find his way back from that vast nothingness. Had Laurent not found Elyas, there would've been nothing left for the doctor to heal. Without Laurent, Elyas would've been lost. "You deserve a lot of credit because you found me."

Pressing his lips to Laurent's hand once again, twice, three times, he reopens his eyes to gaze at his beautiful vampire. The amazing, ethereal creature he thought that he'd never get to see again as he watched his blood spilling out onto the snow.

"You couldn't lose me so easily." Because Laurent always knows where to find him.