"I'm sorry..." Simon said quietly. He put his beer down on the table, for it somehow seemed inappropriate to hold it while the other arm was wrapped around Elijah's shoulder for comfort. "I never really thought of that. It must have been so hard to lose yer parents in that way, and be unable to stop it. But Elijah, you are a good person. You've helped so many people. I don't know why this... thing... should affect you... Nor why it should affect me, or anyone else. I don't know. But if there's anyone who has now't to be ashamed of it's you."