In an attempt to get his bearings and stand his ground, to not be as afraid of this Elena-shaped threat as he perhaps ought to be, Matt brings himself to his feet. And although he does just that, he can't quite bring himself to push away from the railing just yet. His hands grip it tight, the Jeremy's ring digging into his skin where it's pressed between his finger and the cold steel.

"Everything's crazy," he tells her, still believing her to be some sort of delusion or trick. "Half the people we know are dead, on the run, or sucking blood for a living. Crazy stopped being crazy a long time ago, Elena. Crazy is the new normal. It's the normal things that are crazy, like having hopes and dreams and not letting someone kill you in some stupid, crazy-normal attempt to save a friend from themselves."