"Until I anger him," Elena answered. "Or someone else does. Until he loses his temper and decides to kill first and ask questions later." Just as Kol said he did.
She shook her head, arms winding around herself as she shifted in her seat, gaze turning to study the passing landscape. "I know...just shut up." She should hold her tongue and nothing bad would happen. It was a nice fairy tale.
Definitely time to change the subject, though. "We're not taking a direct route back, are we." It was an educated guess. Now that she'd contacted Stefan, they'd be going a more round-about way. To avoid any interception.