Elijah was surprised by seeing the new priest. He hadn't met him before and it left him paused for a moment. What was the deal with the priests here being so nice to look at? He started to wish for Kemble back but knew that was selfish. After all, what two men of the cloth, spending all their time together did....

He shook his head and put a hand to his face to clear his thoughts and only then realized the other man held a knife and wore an apron. "Yes, I'm Constable Elijah Crane. Sorry, we haven't met yet and.. I just got back in town a short bit ago. Ah... I-I'm here to..deliver this to Father Richards. I am sorry I s-seem to have come at a bad time but ..ah..I was there when he collapsed and I've been worried for his well being. I'm glad he seems to be recovering. And it isn't much, he might not even want it but..."

But what? He didn't know and he let his voice trail off as he looked into the eyes of the new father, imploring that he just take the basket.