The time alone did Anthony no good, and he just cried until he physically couldn't anymore, at which point he was just pathetically sobbing, absolutely convinced that he's scum and shouldn't even be here. Anthony stared like a deer in headlights as soon as he heard and saw the door opened. He nodded at the question, ready for any kind of judgement or anything Elijah had in store for him. But he wasn't ready for what would actually happen.

Anthony just listened in complete silence as Elijah spoke, wanting to hug him back but not sure if that was appropriate. "I'm sorry," he managed to say. "I—I shouldn't have done that and that was all my fault and—I'm such a fucking dick and moron and idiot and bastard—" his voice cracked on the last word and he just stopped speaking at that. While he was very glad that Elijah didn't seem to be mad at him, Anthony was very mad at himself, though.