Gabriel looked at Elijah. And then he looked down. He shouldn't cherish the simple gesture of a hand on his shoulder. He shouldn't cherish anything the man did. "I... know you do. You're a good person..." He didn't look at Elijah while he said it, but suddenly, he steadied himself and looked up again, face emotionless. "I'm sorry. I really have to go now. There's so much to do in the parish."