Elijah put a hand to his face as he questioned his interest in women, stifling a choked cry. He spoke low, barely a whisper but loud enough to be heard in the empty street. "Y-you .. don't know.. Simon. I .. never did.. anything, so it would be.. just a story. N-no matter.. w-what I want.. I c-can never.. be h-happy with someone. All I have.. i-is my job. And I just.. want to help you.. P-protect you. I .. still.. b-believe you're a good guy.."He felt tears in his eyes and was feeling more humiliated. "I .. f-fear.. IF.. you a-are doing something.. you may.. be the one .. who gets hurt.."