[He wasn't sure if Elijah meant right now, but he waits for the call. Pacing on the deck. He has been trying so hard to do better, to be healthier about things. Sleep is the hardest one, something that he finds it hard to do. But otherwise he's doing better.

Even if he scrambles to answer his phone so quickly he nearly drops it, gasping his name as he answers the phone.

Closing his eyes, letting the sound of Elijah's voice wash over him, soothing and hurting all in the same moment.]

Hey. I've... I started going back to work so I guess okay.

[He pauses, glad that Elijah can't see the pain in his eyes, trying to keep it from his voice.]

Do you remember what I do? [He sighs, shaking his head.] Nevermind. That's not important.