[Before Elena can say or do much of anything, she smells the alcohol on Dean, her nose wrinkling. With as strong as the scent is, she doesn't think she'd need super vampire senses to smell it on him. Which that all by itself is worrying. Dean was always a drinker, but it was always in moderation even as a coping mechanism. She can't think of a single time while she was on board that he ever smelled like a bar.]
[What worry follows suit, however, is the hostility she's greeted with once he seems to be able to get his vision to stop swimming long enough to focus on her face. She didn't exactly expect Dean to do backflips upon seeing her again, but this? This isn't wouldn't have ever crossed her mind not even with as much alcohol as he's clearly had recently. For a moment, she just stands there like a deer caught in headlights, stiff and with her mouth moving trying to form words that won't come out. Elena closes her eyes for a second, shaking her head and shifts her weight to one hip. She doesn't know where to start, so she just needs to dive in.]
You could at least let me explain before you get angry.
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[What worry follows suit, however, is the hostility she's greeted with once he seems to be able to get his vision to stop swimming long enough to focus on her face. She didn't exactly expect Dean to do backflips upon seeing her again, but this? This isn't wouldn't have ever crossed her mind not even with as much alcohol as he's clearly had recently. For a moment, she just stands there like a deer caught in headlights, stiff and with her mouth moving trying to form words that won't come out. Elena closes her eyes for a second, shaking her head and shifts her weight to one hip. She doesn't know where to start, so she just needs to dive in.]
You could at least let me explain before you get angry.