"Ani medaber kzat 'ivrit," Elijah replied, trying to ignore her demanding tone, though it had an effect, due to his hypersensitivity to others' emotions. He was clearly nervous as he struggled both with maintaining eye contact and the words. "I'm sorry, I'm Hebrew by choice, not birth. I was trying to teach myself the language before, and then after the apocalypse I spent some time with two Hebrews for almost six months, but we, uh, had very little progress due to apocalyptic-related things happening." He nodded and smiled, trying to find a bit of warmth to show her. "But I would love to continue learning it."

He returned his watchful gaze to the others in the group, purposefully keeping his gloved hands in plain sight, clasped in front of him. Though he was still evidently nervous, he was also just as evidently glad that the woman he had suspected of being Hebrew actually was. But he knew he could not think too far ahead, not in this time. Elijah was always one who looked to the future, for better or for worse, not particularly caring to stick to the present. The so-called end of the world had forced him to start thinking more in term of the "here and now", particularly in the case of survival. But that was not natural to him. So he hybridized his mindset; being able to work in the now while considering what tomorrow might bring had its benefits. Unfortunately, after a couple years this had made him very depressed, as he could not see an end to the misery in sight.

So he further altered his mindset, to work in the present but hope for a better future, which might be ten, twenty, or even fifty years down the road. This brought him peace, as he was not only able to help people survive, but also plan for a progeny and a world even better than the one he'd seen destroyed.