Elijah shook his head and tried to speak encouragingly. "Not true, while it is rare, I've seen older couples who still love each other. What can ruin it or make it not obvious is how used to each other they are, they do not feel like acting lovely so much. " True it was very rare, but he had seen it. "You must like something about her to have children with and marry her. And I know you will be a great father. I know it'll bring you joy, and I hope it helps you feel complete."He said with a smile, perhaps projecting a little of his own self.

His flirting might have been that but he'd disguised it, at least in his own mind, in the excuse that it was merely a compliment. He'd never flirt with a taken man, it only lead to more heart ache. They were over if they'd ever even begun.

After clinking their glasses lightly together, he listened and felt a little guilt lift. While it wasn't much, each taken burden was more relief that he desperately needed. A small serene smile welcomed Zechariah for his good advice and he nodded. "You are right, as usual. I will continue to do my best as you, and I will always support you to the best of my abilities. I hope I can soothe you anytime you have one of those days." He didn't mean to be alone, of course his wife would want to help? But he wanted to at least say he'd be there in case Zech preferred someone who better understood.

As he enjoyed the risotto, he smiled and made a small noise of delight. It wasn't all that good, and yet Zech had said it was. Perhaps this is what fancier food was like? He'd had better at the other's house.

"Maybe one day soon, you can let me cook for you instead..' He nearly pleaded.