In my little view of Elias, his house is pretty empty. It’s got generic furniture, and sure it all looks pretty expensive, but it’s so…boring. There isn’t any decoration, barely anything in the drawers, cupboards just have non-perishables and the type.

His office, however, is a different story. It’s an absolute junk shop in there. Walls lined with shelves, stuffed with so many objects, odds and ends, some new but most old. It’s all meticulously cleaned – god forbid his things get dusty! – but god, some of those things look like they might crumble to dust if anyone touches them. It’s…well, if I’m being honest, it’s a mess. Sure, Elias has a system and knows where everything is, but anyone else? Not a chance.

Because I think he’s awfully sentimental – I mean, he kept the bones of the man he loved and let die in his office. This man does not throw away anything – so after 200 years, a lot of junk has accumulated. And if you asked him, he would not call it junk. Everything has its own story and reason for being there but Elias, do you really need twelve packs of playing cards? Yes- yes I know they’re all different, and they’re from different people, but those two are identical. You don’t need to keep both of them

And he cannot keep his stuff anywhere else. He’s like a dragon with his little hoard, he needs it all with him. And I love the idea that he has a secret room behind his office with even more stuff, and a bed and little kitchenette and such. He feels safer in the Institute, you know? And he doesn’t want to leave for too long or it might be attacked in his absence. So he sleeps and eats and lives there, most of the time. And let me tell you, he was delighted when Jon started doing the same, after accepting the role of Head Archivist.