Elijah looked at Ben rather hurt at his words. "I am trying, Ben. He can do his job, he's a well respected constable in York. He's just.. being extra tough because there is so much against us and a push to clean things up. It'll settle down soon.."

Wesley cut in, "You don't have to explain anything. You may be friends outside of here, but when it comes to our jobs, he's just another person on the streets. You can't be soft, this is why you didn't make it in the city." He patted the other man's shoulder to try to help him relax. "You work so hard, but it doesn't do anything if the criminals are running circles around you and laughing."

Elijah looked at his friend, "it isn't like that.."

Wesley sighed and looked at his friend with pity, "You are very nice , too nice to see what's going on. Even now, this 'friend' of yours is demanding answers of you and not coming to you for help. Because he thinks so little of you as well!"