She set the grapes aside to give him her full attention. Arms crossing tightly across her body in a defensive movement, she narrowed her eyes and snapped, "You're really fucking serious, aren't you? You're still head over heels and I can't figure out why. I'm not good for you, Doug." And apparently she wasn't good enough for Michael.
Elisabeth shook her head and took to pacing. "I don't know what I want, yeah? I thought I did, but...look where that landed me. And then you show up, just show up after being bloody dead and it's like you haven't moved on one bit. You're going to sit there and honestly tell me that you still love me, Doug? That..." she stopped talking, pacing, and growled, looking at him dead on.