After the Elders have finished baptizing Africans for the day, Elder McKinley notices Elder Cunningham looking upset. What could he possibly have to be upset about? He wonders. He's only the most accomplished Elder to ever come here! "Elder Cunningham?"
"Yeah?" His voice is as sad as his expression.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. I…I guess I just miss Elder Price."
Elder McKinley bites his lip, considers telling Elder Cunningham something he's never told anyone. The other Elder would understand, wouldn't he? They're both outsiders. Outsiders need to stick together.
Forget about him, he considers saying. I would be so much better for you. We could be so perfect together.
He doesn't say anything of it. He hates seeing Elder Cunningham like this, and if it takes Elder Price to make him happy again, well, too bad for Elder McKinley. He just wants to see Elder Cunningham smile again.
"Well," he pats Elder Cunningham on the back in an awkward way. "You should go find him, then."