Elijah made a tiny bit of a face because, really, Finn liking him would be nice, but there'd always been a quiet rivalry between the two eldest. Elijah had played head of the family for 900 years now and really wasn't eager to give it up.

None of which really had any bearing on anything, or maybe on everything, he was too turned around to figure it out, so he nodded a little. "All right. I'll get you a dagger and ash."

That there? That was trust. A lot of it.

It kind of made him twitch.