Elijah struggled with his mind.  What was going on here?  Could he have been wrong?  It wasn't possible, was it.  That other girl, Kira had enjoyed teasing him.  She had made him do those things, hadn't she.  This girl was acting like she had not threatened to kill him mere hours ago.  It was all too much for his brain.<br/><br/>Elijah leaned forward and took the bottle of hooch he had given to Maddi.  While the others looked on, he opened it and poured it into the sand.  "That was no gift.  It was a trap.  Keep the bottle, though, they come in handy."<br/><br/>Elijah stood and looked at Maddi.  "I apologize for my behavior, I must leave for a while."  His gaze shifted, "Desmond, stay here, would you?  Fill her in?"  Returning to those deep dark pools of her eyes, wherein he could see the reflected fire, "Maddi, it was no joke about him, he was catatonic and mistaken for dead.  Only luck, and his stamina, saved him.  Keep an eye on him, his body is still in recovery mode.  I need to go sort out a few things.  I hope to return soon.  Oh...and thank you."<br/><br/>Elijah took off at a light run into the woods.