Well, it upset him alright. Simon turned and glared at him. "You've never as much as looked as a woman, have you...? I bet if that story would go 'round, people would buy it." He looked at Elijah's face with scorn, but when he saw how upset the man really was, Simon felt a stab of guilt. It had been Elijah who had dragged him home that night and had given him a place to sleep, and had offered a listening ear, without pressing him. Even when Simon had been a child, Elijah had always been kind to him. And here he was, basically tearing the man apart. Simon knew he was a wicked person, and he was getting worse and worse as the web of lies he was spinning was becoming too great to control and his deeds were taking away more and more of his humanity. He swallowed. "For fuck's sake, Elijah... just stay out." His tone was no longer threatening or mocking, but rather desperate.