Elijah nodded. "I like a creamy coffee..." he admitted quietly though he didn't know why how he took his coffee should be something to be embarrassed about. "Is that bad?"

"Alright, not attractive isn't the same thing as-" his eyes widened and the constable went pale. He shook his head quickly and moved to stand between Zechariah and the door. He brought up his hands but immediately retracted them in worry the other had ideas because of the ad and wouldn't want him touching him, not that he seemed the type to like a friendly shoulder pat or the like anyway.

"How did you know it was me!? Wait.. " he put his hands to his face and tried to not panic but it was too late. "Please, please tell no one. I was already thinking of pulling the ad after talking to a priest and he was telling me that it's better to live an honest life than a lie. And I mean, it's no one's business why I want a wife. If I don't feel attracted to women doesn't necessarily mean I like men. And besides I've said I was married to my job for years. And ive good reason for no one to want to marry me. So it technically would make sense for me to use an ad to find someone who doesn't care what I look like and... wait.." he winced as words and excuses and explanations just poured out. He finally looked up again.

"You're the only one who figured it out right ? I had nothing that identified me in that ad.." he had nothing. So how could he?!