Elijah was about to answer but stepped forward to catch Simon in his arms. He righted him and then looped an arm around his shoulders. "I'm keeping you from bashing your face on the road right this moment. But don't worry about me. I think we need to get you home. Unless, you don't want to? I have a sofa that might be comfortable. If you promise not to vomit on it." He smiled weakly trying to lighten the situation. He didn't want Simon to think he was making light of his problems though. "You seem like you could use a friend right now. Come on, one step at a time." He tried to help him move forward slowly.