[It seems logical that something did. She's entertains the possibility that maybe it had nothing to do with her. She wants to think that and believe it with everything in her, but she has a sore neck that's trying to tell her otherwise. She reaches up and rubs at her neck again with a hand, frowning.]

I don't think what he did was really all that planned.

[Or else, he probably would have tried to do it the second she opened her mouth. He wouldn't have waited for her to approach and start speaking.]

He had to be fast and do it when I wasn't expecting it because I'm stronger and faster than he is.

[She looks up at Simon. She doesn't know what he knows about vampires exactly, but she doesn't want to give him the wrong impression that she could or would be dangerous like that towards someone even if they attacked her first.]

I wouldn't have hurt him though. I almost got away, and I would have just... [Words seem to fail and she falters before adding almost quietly, unconvinced herself that she would have tried to just run off.] I would have just run.

[But deep down, she knows she would have stayed because she isn't someone who runs from things like this. She wouldn't have let him kill her, but she wouldn't have abandoned him either.]

I just... [Elena looks back down at the floor, blinking rapidly.] I don't know why he did it.