Anthony's heart probably stopped for a moment when Elijah put his hand on his. "I know you don't," he managed to say, somehow. Anthony couldn't think of any topic he could rant about and forget that this ever happened, for better or for worse. "I...guess I don't have anything special to talk about, really. Count yourself lucky." Nothing like a bit of self-deprecating, terrible humor to help a situation like this. Not like it needed helping, but...