Nothing in his head was anything he was going to share with Ric. He'd promsed not to try and defend his brother to the man, and he'd keep ihis word.

What he did in his own ead was for him, no one else.

The pleased little sound was enough to make him want to lean in, kiss him again, get lost in pleasing him more here in the dark, until they both let go of the grief, if only for an hour or so. Part of him wanted to so badly it was nigh on a craving.

Elijah took a breath and pushed the impulse down, then shook his head, just a movement in the dark, still close.

"I'm fine to drive, but I need to go back in there. I need to see the rest."