Elias didn't want it to be like this. He didn't want her to go off and do something crazy because of how much of a shock that this was. "If you didn't need my help, you wouldn't have called me," he agreed simply. He wasn't pushy about it or rude, but it was the truth. Something had caused her to reach out for help and even as he took a few steps in her direction, deliberately going towards her on the opposite side that Max was, he knew that he was trying to help her. "If you wanted to die, you'd already be dead. We want to help you. This doesn't have to be the end. I know it feels like it, believe me I know," he sighed. And boy did he. He didn't even want to think about how much he'd felt like it was the end when he was laid up in the hospital thinking he'd lost his damned mind. "There's ways of managing it."