"I'm.. sorry you felt like that.." Elijah said quietly as tears fell down his face. It wasn't about how Simon felt, not completely. It was his other words that stabbed at him. He had a broken expression.

"Can I share a secret?" He spoke softly almost hoping Simon didn't hear. What would he even think of him? He didn't wait for a response before letting out a dark feeling he tried to keep hidden  inside. "I don't..wear these gloves just to hide my scars from others. I hide them from myself too. If I'd gotten them any other way, maybe.. maybe I w-wouldn't have cared so much. But they are a shame to me. They remind me how weak I was and..still feel like I am. This part of me is a shame too. I can't change who I am and..i don't want to pretend that I'm not or something else. So I just.. hide it." He put his hands to his face as he keeled over wishing to disappear. He shouldn't have ever said it to anyone but it came out and he only could hide again and not see what he was sure was disgust from the other man.