What he as looking for. Perhaps Simon was looking for something without even knowing what it was. But he knew it wasn't found here. He knew he could never live the life that was expected of him here. It just wasn't right. "Thanks, Elijah." He said. He sipped his tea. "Ye ain't in church on Sunday mornin' either..." he noted. The tone was teasing more than judgemental. He didn't care much about it. If there was a God, he was damned already, so what was the point?