Elijah looked at him and smiled slightly, he could understand feeling something so strong. He couldn't imagine how much it must have ached to lose him. Even though he seemed well now, the fact he was getting married seemed to prove he was moving on, unless it was just to cover the emptiness. "Perhaps I'll get glimpses of you acting so charming in your married life."

He rose his brow as he briefly tried to imagine what that would mean. He sadly had met very few rabbis in his life. "You'd be a devilishly handsome one." He grinned playfully but instantly removed it when the waiter came close.

The words that came to him from the man before him were genuine and he never felt closer to the other. He remembered when he believed he could be good. He still wanted to. "That is why I took the job. You have the luxury of time and resources to gather as much information as possible. I almost always have to make a decision with no time and so often I wonder if I made the right decision. It's rare, but sometimes I realize I didn't. And so often I haven't gone by the book. There are crimes I don't want to arrest and so often I'm hated for whatever I try to do. But I guess you understand that very well." He smiled weakly. "I should have your courage and confidence. Know I'm doing my best and no one is perfect, to do all the good I can and as little harm as possible." He held up his glass towards the other. "Thank you.'