Elijah chuckled when Jules mentioned that both of them should stop saying the ‘s’ word. It seemed they both had the habit.<br/><br/>“Got to find the positives somewhere.” He said in reply. Sometimes it was the small things that had to be focused on when it seemed like all hell was breaking loose. That had sure been the case when Elijah’s abilities had first manifested. Everything bad that could happen, he believed would, and that way of thinking had only led to his further decline and eventual isolation. It was something he hadn’t completely shaken, but he was working on it.<br/><br/>“Not many people come up here, at least not from what I’ve seen.” One hand traced a raised edge on the railing as he spoke. “Found it one day when I just couldn’t take all the noise. Dulls them somewhat so I can at least think straight.” He wasn’t sure what it was, something special in the building itself, or just the fact that fewer people ever came down the hall that led here but the noise from everyone’s thoughts was much more manageable when he was up here. More of a buzz in the back of his skull than a full on frontal attack of images, words, and ideas.<br/><br/>Elijah grinned at her reaction to his virus comment.<br/><br/>“First thing that seemed to fit.” He admitted with a shrug. “Just when anyone thinks they’ve understood an ability, something new comes up and the learning starts all over again. Makes you wonder if we’re just here for research purposes.” Elijah’s expression turned to one of deep thought, as though this were something he thought about often.<br/><br/>His smile returned not long after.<br/><br/>“I think that’s a safe guess to make.” He said, he for sure hadn’t come here to be a test subject or Guinea pig as she had put it. “You and me both.” It would be great if there was a way to handle his abilities, maybe be able to turn them off or focus on one person instead of everyone within the vicinity.<br/><br/>Resting his forearms on the railing, Elijah’s fingers tapped out some rhythm, seemingly unaware that he was doing it.<br/><br/>“Did yours start off bad?” He asked. “Like, did you wake up one morning and they were just there or was it more gradual?”