The way Elias reacted somehow made Dov doubtful again. He'd been spending long nights awake telling himself over and over that he didn't need family, not one bit, and he especially didn't ever need to see or hear from Charlie again, because if she was going to be that way, he figured it was best to just say he wouldn't waste his time on her and be done. Even if she was his sister. Whatever. He didn't need a sister or anyone else who didn't care about him, did he? Hell fuckin' no. But then Elias had to get all quiet and sorry on him and Dov just felt shitty all over again.
The knock at the door interrupted the muddle of emotions growing inside him, and once Elias had moved toward the door Dov rubbed his face with his palm, sighing. He listened carefully, frowning as he heard Charlie's voice - and his name. Never being the type to stand and wait he stalked over toward the door, putting on his best poker face as he approached the door.