Elijah shook his head and put a hand on the door. "I've been doing it for years, and I still want to do it until I die. But, all it does is remind me how alone I am. I am always there for the others when they need me. It feels like I'm inconveniencing others if I go to anyone when I need someone. Because that is my job, it is expected.. which is fair enough. But, why can't there be one person to make me happy, and be there for when I need someone? I can come to you to confess and release.. my pain. But you aren't there when I want someone to help me smile .. I .. I am sorry." He sniffed and shook his head. "I'm sorry.. I'm just.. showing how .. pitiful and weak I really am.'