Eleven

"Huh," Hopper says, looking down at Eleven's wrist. It's the same hair band, there's no doubt in his mind, because he knows he would never forget what it looks like. Sara was everything to him and she always will be.

But he's expanded what everything can mean in these past few years, first with Eleven, then with Beverly.

"Look at that," he agrees in a soft voice. "We match."