If Elena had been thinking, she wouldn't have done what she had done next, but the relief that the monster had been destroyed she stopped clutching the bite mark that Damon had made on her (which was now faded slightly) and ran her fingers through her hair, sighing in relief. "Thank god. Did Damon make it back with you? Is he okay? Was he hurt?"
"And are you okay? I mean you're here,but are you hurt? Is there anything we can get you? Tea? A sandwich?"