"Hm. Let me think about it." A finger came up and tentatively touched her lips in feigned deep thought. It was actually a major no brainer in her opinion. "Uh, duh. I think it's the obvious perfect choice." She'd been a best friend to Caroline once upon a time and before the switch was flipped, Elena had been starting to rekindle that relationship again, something they had from their childhood before boys and popularity took it away. If Tyler wanted to hurt the blond, Elena was a perfect choice. It'd just reinforce her underlying belief that all guys wanted Elena and none wanted her. It was total bullshit. She had the king of all douches drooling at her doorstep and his former hybrid minion as an actual boyfriend. Granted, Elena didn't really want Klaus drooling at her doorstep and well, Tyler was, well, Tyler and she was determined to keep it that way even if everything else kind of screamed at her otherwise.
Elena stepped back towards the door, steps hurried, but no less precise. She was going to run, there was no doubt about it. "I doubt you know how to do anything, but play rough, Lockwood," she retorted smoothly. "Unless, well, Caroline probably leashed you up a long time ago, didn't she? 'Sweetly' is all you got left." He wasn't the same major asshole he'd been when junior year started and while a lot of it might have been being a werewolf, a lot of it was Caroline Forbes too. Having a steady girlfriend, someone who loved him and wasn't just obsessed like Vicki, made a big difference. Even after he became a hybrid, one of Klaus's bitches for a good portion of time, he'd still been in love with Caroline, enough to go off into the mountains and break every bone in his body numerous times transitioning into a beast. It was admirable even if the beast inside didn't get to play much.
He pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it down in the splinters from the door and the remnants of the chair she'd used as a weak enforcement earlier. If Elena had her emotions back on, an impressed expression might have been easily displayed on her face. Instead, she laughed. "Look at you. Nice try, but your sex appeal is pointless right now." Braver and bravado got the best of her and she stepped forward, closing the gap between them, a hand coming up and touching his chest. The heat came off him in waves. Elena leaned in and pressed her cold lips to his ear. "Don't you wish I would have ripped it off you instead?" Before he could even react, breathe, she pressed her lips to his in a brief, but rather powerful kiss. "Catch me if you can, Lockwood." Another laugh and playful grin and she was gone, turning and blurring out the balcony door, over the railing and to the street, landing easily without a scratch. Elena took off down the street.