The motion might seem too gentle for Damon, but Elena knew that there was a part of him that he didn't let anyone see but somehow he let Elena see it. He did things for her without her asking, he got her another teddy bear, he came for her when she was ridiculously drunk. She didn't like the crash of the alcohol, though. Usually she was passed out by this point so she never really experienced it.
"I'm sorry you had to come out for me if you're tired...." Of course, Elena's comment on being tired had more than one meaning. She wasn't just physically tired. She was emotionally tired. Tired of worrying. Tired of avoiding. So she wasn't going to avoid, even if she didn't remember in the morning.
Shifting some, Elena kissed Damon and smiled some.
"But thank you for coming for me anyway." With that, the brunette settled against the vampire, closing her eyes. She was exhausted. So very exhausted from everything and now that she hadn't denied her feelings, she was finally able to sleep. The next morning would be hell, but the outing had been necessary. She had gotten out of her headspace for a little while. True it was coming back, but that was why she slept. To avoid it.