Elijah hugged himself and leaned against the frame of the door as he listened through the wood, hearing him. "You sound upset. If you don't hate me, you are probably disgusted with me. I .. can't blame you. You had such high hope that I could remain who I've always been. Even though I wasn't happy and weak. I gave in and found someone even if I knew it would damn me more than I already was." He smiled weakly trying to but a silver lining on it for the man. "At.. at least it means I would stop thinking about you, right? So you don't have to be bothered by this guy having impure thoughts about his own priest. That's.. something good that happened?"