Elijah watched them go, wondering why he was sending them out but supposed he wanted to talk. "S-sorry, Ben. It's just.. " He sat down and hung his head holding it in his hands. "I am losing control. Between that guy at the paper writing stuff to make people lose faith in me, and my priest that I could talk to when I was bothered leaving, I have people thinking the worst of me, and I am just feeling.. exhausted. I feel like I can't take much more."