Elijah was happy to see him, but he looked him over as he huffed. What? He complimented him but, "Ah, thanks. Sorry about the suit, I only have the one but I think it suits me." It was cheap but looked nice, and it was durable, that felt fitting somehow.

"Oh, it's been well. How was your work? Finish that case yet?" The one that had brought him to his work that day and had been a part in all that had happened.

He considered more beyond their polite talk as friends. Friends could talk about more than the weather, right?

"Oh, I found the one who wrote that article. I ..couldn't do anything about it... but on the bright side people don't believe it so much. I think?" Now some thought he was a creep with an obsession over a girl at a brothel.