His shock is twofold. Of course, he's beyond surprised to make the connection that she's the one he's supposedly married to. But the fact that she could be here at all... While not quite so foreign a concept, considering he had -- albeit briefly -- been on board with the belief that Katherine was Elena... Is still something that shakes him to his very core.

The slight tremor in her voice does not get missed. Maybe they aren't in love anymore but Stefan can still read Elena's moods like the back of his own hand. His expression instantly softens into one of empathy and he forces his posture to be more at ease.

"Yes. They, uh, called me here to pick you up. My name is Stefan... Salvatore," he says slowly, unsure if it's a name she'll recognize in any way, shape, or form. "And you're Elena... My wife." The word tastes so wrong in his mouth, whatever sweetness there could be had masked by a harsh bitterness that fortunately doesn't leak into his tone.