Elijah nodded and chuckled. "I don't think it's possible to be too nice to someone unless it becomes unappreciated. As long as you want me and my niceness around then I think everything is fine." He smiled but then he finally noticed the hand. He then realized how many times he'd touched his hand. He felt something like shock though he tried his best to hide it. It was like he'd been wandering in the dark then someone lit up a giant sign for him to see that he should have really noticed long ago. Was he? What? No, this was just niceness and he was a wonderful friend that allowed Elijah to be his awkward self. He was really letting his mind wander. He wasn't going to be stupid and risk a wonderful friendship like he almost had with Father Richards.