Anthony nodded, maybe beginning to calm down a bit, but having all that progress be undone as soon as Elijah hit him with that 'we need to talk'. Shit.

What Elijah talked about was much better than what Anthony was afraid he would say, though—so that was good at least. He fidgeted with his hand that wasn't holding Elijah's, not looking at Elijah as the latter spoke. The urge to defend himself and justify what he had said was strong but he didn't give in to it. He disagreed with him about this, but—he didn't want to hurt him any more than he had done now. "Okay," he said in a small voice. "I'n—I'n sorry, I was just. Angry and wasn't thinking. I'll—I'll never do it again." Not in front of Elijah and not on purpose, at least.