"Sounds fair." Elijah smiled then seemed in thought and then leaned in close to him. He lowered his voice to a conspiratorial level. "How about a promise? We can talk about anything and the other isn't allowed to judge or leave this house. As long as it isn't something terribe like .. like murder?" His thoughts went back to Simon and the memory settled painfully in his gut. He tried to shake off the terrible thought, if Anthony had done anything like that... Well, he didn't want to know. He'd prefer ignorance.