Elena wouldn't have said quite those things, but it would have been something along those lines had she not been so rudely interrupted by her own stomach. Maybe it was a good thing she had been derailed from those thoughts, though, since now she was able to enjoy the sight of that grin he wore, which looked really good on him.

"Thank you for telling me everything, Damon," she finally managed when she'd calmed down a bit, her tone still light with a thread of joy in it. "I appreciate it." She wished she remembered everything now, that she could return his feelings and be the person he was waiting for. But since she couldn't be, and she didn't want to make him feel bad by saying something along those lines, she decided a change of subject was in order. "And I guess I should probably check out the kitchen before my stomach gets any louder."