Elijah looked surprised. "Trouble at home?" He sighed heavily. By the time he was Simon's age, his grandparents had passed so he had godfather figure save for others in town to sort of take up the mantle occassionally. 

"Alright. I think you suffered enough last night. As far as Ben is concerned you got bumped into and knocked unconscious on the road where I found you since I worried about your health. You have a headache and were on the ground already last night. It wasn't a complete lie. As long as you weren't up to anything illegal?" He looked at him hopeful before nervously rubbed the back of his neck.

"I hate lying but I don't want things harder on you than they are. So just this once, okay?" He tried to give him a reassuring smile as he ate.