Elijah was confused when the priest moved to kneel before him and took his hand. He was shocked but his words hit deep. He knew all of his life he was sensitive, Ben reminded him of it often as did others when he couldn't hold it in. This moment, he felt tears warm his cheeks and he closed his eyes.

He didn't know a thing about Father Brennan other than he was the new priest in town and he had a niece who seemed very kind. He could see now why she loved him so. He was an angel in human form the way he understood and spoke to him. He was the same, and he told the constable whom he barely knew. Though certainly Elijah had revealed so much to him without thought. He hung his head and would have covered his face still feeling that reflex of shame, but they were being held.

"You're too kind, Father Brennan. It never felt wrong, feeling this way was the happiest I've ever been but .."His voice faded and he frowned sharply from thinking on the pain he'd felt too. "I wish I didn't have to hide, and that he could love me back. It isn't fair..." He managed though his voice cracked in the middle of his words.