Gabriel stopped in his tracks and looked at Elijah, shaken. Was it so obvious? He did not want to chase Elijah away or make him feel miserable. In fact, the thought of Elijah adopting the strictly formal attitude he tried to maintain... "I don't understand... You did nothing wrong... I'm just tired..." It was necessary that they had the hard conversation. That it was clear they couldn't be friends because Gabriel was the parish priest and Elijah the parishioner looking for help - not to speak of the more disturbing reasons they should keep a safe distance from one another. Elijah had offered him the perfect opportunity to discuss the matter. And yet here Gabriel was, backtracking before he had even said the words.