Elijah sat up sharply as he heard the shout and door closed. He wanted to run after the guy to bring him back, to remind him of his condition. But he didn't want his help. He didn't really want him, Elijah convinced himself. His face fell as he stared ahead at nothing. Finally his head dropped into his hands and his body shook as he sobbed. He had been right all along. He wasn't made to find happiness or love. He tried to chase a foolish dream and it crashed leaving him even more empty and miserable than he'd started out.