Elliot was around just a bit longer than him, then.  And still this was his first time meeting the man, but that wasn't so surprising.  Kimeya spent his time down by the docks while Elliot's work was on the streets of Whitby.  He did not envy the man.

"I'm a fisher man."  He wasn't used to explaining such to people.  Most people he knew, he knew from work.  "So I'm on a boat most days.  I still prefer it to these cabs."

It was an attempt at a joke, made obvious by an awkward smile that soon disappeared.  Kimeya felt ridiculous.