Elijah walked with Rose at her own pace to her cabin. It was hard to see her so sad, she'd been happy about marriage. They seemed a good match and he was happy for her. Were all the Wards doomed to misery? Were all the people of Whitby? He just sighed and cast off such thoughts as he went to the home and let her inside before following her in. He offered again to help her with the basket or to offer a handkerchief for her tears. 

"I can't believe he's done this to you. You were both happy once." He immediately decided to fix his phrasing. "I mean.. I believe he has, I just mean.. I can not understand why. You are such a lovely woman and have been so much like a beloved sister to me. Even when we've had our problems, it was never anything that would cause this sort of issues.. But please.. sit and talk about it. Do you want me to make you some tea or something?" He asked wanting to help in some way. He had been nothing but useless lately.