"Oh." Dov looked away, feeling a little foolish. He still didn't really want to do this, though. Man, was he ever going to get a job he actually liked? Plus, with this he felt like a kid earning an allowance for doing chores. Yeah. No way was he keeping this up. He'd get a new job - a real one - and then get the hell out of here. Not that Elias wasn't nice, and he really did like California, but the whole point of coming out here hadn't even been worth it. He might as well still be sisterless and now he had to stay at some stranger's place a billion miles from home. For nothing.
Dov raised his eyebrows as Elias gave him an answer that was... a lot more dramatic than he'd expected. It wasn't common for him to be speechless, but he was. Not to mention a little nervous - the man's posture didn't exactly make him feel any more comfortable. Dropping his hands down he shoved them into his pockets, braving a quick glance up at the other man again.
"Uh... Okay. So what you're sayin' is basically you're just a good person?"