Anthony seemed to relax a little bit at that, walking closer to Elijah until they were side-by-side again. "You don't have to be sorry," he reassured him quickly. "I'm certainly...very clueless and inexperienced in relation to this as well. Moreso than you think." His chest tightened in a brief panic as certain memories flooded his thoughts again. He tried to push them away again. How many times does he have to say 'this is not like that' until his stupid mind actually gets the hint?