At one time, it would've been near impossible for anyone to nearly bump into Elena like that. She would've made sure of it. But this... it only made her realize again how tiny she felt. She'd been capable of throwing someone halfway across the room, and now, back to being a normal, defenseless sixteen year old girl.

A year ago she would've been delighted at the fact, but now all she could muster up was some strain at being in this kind of weird situation without the ability to at least protect herself. Though admittedly, she sure wasn't missing the blood lust.

"It's fine," Elena said, pulling up a smile. As far as she was concerned, she couldn't trust anyone she met here. Not yet. "No harm done, right?"

She looked him over with careful scrutiny. At first glance, he seemed like your every day sort of guy, but experience showed that appearances could be deceiving. For all she knew, he could be a serial killer. Or... dreamed that he was one, if she was going to go by what they were all told.

"Hey- you wouldn't happened to have just woken up too, would you?" she asked, putting just the slightest bit of emphasis on 'woken up' to show her doubts about the whole thing. After that announcement, Elena wasn't about to test what the guard force would do to people who insisted on their dreams. Better safe than sorry.