Elijah nodded along as he tried to finish his own cup alongside the other. He paused in surprise. "M-me? Sergeant?" He laughed weakly and shook his head. "I am grateful you believe in me and I always hope to make you proud but.. that's a bit of a reach, isn't it? I mean.. maybe.." Cockburn? No. Roberts? He might go back to York if things get better sooner than later. "There's other options."

He looked down, knowing he shouldn't talk down to the other's ideas. "I mean.. I really would love to think about such a thing. But I'm not sure I have what it takes." Roberts had said he was too soft and weak. He wasn't the only one.