"... Oh."

Elena was all geared up and ready to charge at him, tell him what's what. She is a lioness, hear her roar, etcetera etcetera. She wasn't expecting the deer-in-the-headlights look. She wasn't expecting him to have the kind of sound reasoning that she would've regretted not listening to if she'd gone ahead and snatched the bottle right back from him.

"I guess I wasn't paying attention," she murmurs. It's been a very, very long day, after all.