She'd stiffened as he leaned in. But she couldn't move back. And she didn't understand why until he was speaking again. He was right; her tongue was numb, and though she struggled to say something, she could barely force her mouth open. And she couldn't make any sound.
She needed to get away. Now. But the moment Elena slipped out of her seat, her knees buckled. Whatever he'd given her was very quick acting indeed.