Elena was startled when Damon was suddenly kneeling in front of her speaking because she hadn't expected him to move so close. He had been giving her a wide space but now it seemed like he was loosing his control.
"Damon," Elena reached out slowly and placed an ice cold hand against his cheek as she opened her eyes to look at him. "I know... I will die." She barely had energy to speak but she was trying anyways. "But I don't want to... it alone."