Elijah shook his head as he slowly sipped his tea. "Thank you, it happened many years ago. It is why I am a constable, I wanted to help people and I was too weak and ... too afraid of fire to be a fire fighter." He glanced at his gloved hands then up at the priest.

"The community is kinder now than it was back then. But then, it is still sometimes cruel to children. Children are cruel too though." He said quietly and looked down.

The mention of criminals had him raise his brow. "It is a poor town and so a lot of people struggle and it causes conflict. So you have your fill of bar fights, people being robbed, not to mention the unreported crimes that happen at the brothels. " He shook his head. "Those would be find but then there is all the murders ."