Elijah wasn't great at reading people so while he felt she'd became guarded, he wasn't certain. Her line had him look troubled and confused.

"Wait..what? I-it isn't a woman thing. It's when someone tries to murder you and they don't want to be arrested sort of thing. I still have a scar from that night when another bit me."

He shook his head ready to move on but already becoming more uncertain on this tea time. "I..don't know. I don't really care, if you recall my letter. I just need a wife. The details don't matter to me. You can live your life pretty much as you have now. I guess.. I mean depending. But you know, you'll just be married to someone now. So hopefully you come home to bed at night without it looking strange. Maybe come with me to church on Sundays. That sort of thing?"