It was. Difficult. not to speak up. His instincts were to pull them away from each other's throats, but Elias was no fool. HIs interruption would do nothing productive for either of them, regardless of what he felt he should do. They needed to work this out on their own -- and so they would. At least, he mused, they were talking. Thanks to Charlie.
Then again, if Charlie hadn't lost control - first, apparently, at her apartment and then in the lobby - then she wouldn't have had to come apologize and re-open dialogue. Dov had the right to be upset, too.
Elias chopped romaine and frowned. Dov probably didn't understand just how surprising it was that Charlie was here offering the proverbial olive branch in the first place. They both had a lot to learn about each other. Now was as good a time as any.