Although Elias would never have allowed it to show, he was inwardly relieved when Charlie finally closed the door. The girl did not eat very well; he knew that much from the leftover takeout boxes, bags, and cartons in her apartment. A healthy meal would be good for her. But more importantly, he knew the importance of family.
It troubled him that these two siblings were not able to speak reasonably together. If he could be the venue by which the two began an amiable dialogue, then he would stomach the discomfort of sharing his one-person apartment with Dov. The makeshift curtain across his living room entryway was less than appealing. The necessity to play host to another person during his off time was also unappealing. But yes, seeing the two in the same room together without grand arguments was worth it.
An eyebrow raised when Dov suggested finding a job here. It seemed that the boy was looking to be here longer than just long enough to get him to New York; he'd have that sum in a couple weeks, depending on air fares. But Elias would not object. In fact...
"What do you do, Dov?" he asked. Perhaps there was an opening in his office for a tech-savvy youth.