[color=#9d9751]”Mhm.”[/color] Elijah nodded at Lilian’s muttering of the DNCC. He was glad to have avoided the question. Falcone did not meet Lilian’s eye contact. She was far more focused on the notes she was furiously scratching.

[color=#9d9751]”You’re alright.”[/Color] Elijah smiled, though that smile faltered at the question. [color=#9d9751]”Without saying too much, I can tell you that my previous job had me working with a lot of hurting people. People who died. I couldn’t stand people being abandoned by those that were supposed to care about them. Protect them. The police–”[/color]

Falcone interrupted, her head shooting up. [color=#d8bfd8]”Remember, you’re not obligated to say anything about your personal life.”[/color]

[color=#9d9751]”Ah. Heh. Yeah. Apologies.”[/Color] It was a damn good thing she stopped him. He was about to go off on a tirade she had explicitly advised him against. [color=#9d9751]”I’m in this to protect the people. The people who can’t protect themselves. Someone has to do it and I fit that bill.”[/color]