The constable nodded with a smile and went to get some tea for him. He had made his own not terribly long ago since it was early. He came back and put it down, "Sorry, I thought you liked it plain, but I don't recall. Did you want me to add anything?" He said as he looked down at the man who was perusing the files.

Elijah looked away and rubbed the back of his neck looking somewhat bothered by the question. "Father Richards has been here a short while, before that.. I can't exactly say. I .. admit I wasn't the best at practicing due to ... personal shortcomings. I am trying to improve myself and part of that is getting closer to God." He looked shameful but smiled weakly. He didn't dare admit part of the reason he'd started going back was because of a certain handsome and kind hearted priest.