Had Victor and Vincent acted like this when they were teenagers? Pride pushed him to think not, but reason won out. Of course they had. This was how teenagers were. Social pressures outweighed reason and practicality. A thirty year old Elijah was going to appreciate this conversation a lot more than current Elijah. Yet Vincent was dealing with current Elijah and had to face the fact that his teenage son's mind didn't want to slow down just because his body had to.

"Have you tried picking up a book?" Die of boredom? For goodness sake. Oh, he planned on Eliza being there for Elijah during this time. The poor girl was going to be rather busy these days. Vincent had resorted to asking the in-laws if some of their household staff could help around the house during the day so Eliza could focus on Elijah. The staff refused to stay at night. Why, Vincent couldn't possibly guess. Stereotypes, perhaps.

At Elijah's Josiah comment, Vincent huffed softly. He loved all of his children and tried his hardest to be supportive with each and every one, but Josiah's head was in the clouds and Vincent wasn't thrilled at humoring him. He allowed it because he loved his son and he supported his wife. If it were up to him, Josiah would follow either of his older sibling's footsteps and that would be that. "Even so, my stance still stands. This is serious, Elijah. Your health and well-being are serious matters. I'm trusting you to take them seriously."

This wasn't about Eliza being over his shoulder. She was there to help him, she shouldn't have to act the spy master. Her job was to do her actual job, cleaning up, serving him food and such, helping him around where he needed to be. But Elijah had to do his actual job too. Do the work, no more than that. Take care of himself. If he wasn't going to communicate, and she had to tell Vincent, how could Vincent trust his son to be honest about something so important again?