She pulled her head back after a moment, but only enough so that she could look him in the eyes when she lifted a hand to pet his cheek gently. It was a very surreal moment for her, standing there with him like she had for weeks after the turn--she was his equal...or at least she liked to think she was. She hadn't ever imagined she would miss the elder Salvatore this much...not to mention the amount of joy she would display when he showed up. Elena could understand that Stefan probably didn't trust this Damon...but she did, and that was really what mattered most right now. "Hi..."