Elann didn't have any issue with Noah telling people off if they were offending him. She had a problem with him being rude unnecessarily for no reason if anything. It seemed he thought she did. She muttered a simple, "I agree", in short before he continued.

He explained in a nervous tone, all her points, dissecting everything she said and showing her how she was wrong. In truth, she could tell something was strange about Noah, but Elann also was around an entirely new type of people. It was only later, when she began to talk to him, did she notice his odd behavior, his silence and a few other things. They didn't bother her, but to someone else, they likely could and they would easily tell he was a Kelvic man. He expressed how his mother and sister both had experience around people and then seemed to almost rebuke her for her impatience with him. 

The whole point of her bringing it up was to call attention to the fact she felt he was slipping into his animal side, which he admitted he was- not a call to make him change faster. She didn't care that he wasn't all the man she would have liked him to be. That didn't matter to her. She just didn't want him giving up, which he also agreed he had to a point. 

"I know..." she voiced softly, "...I don't expect change overnight and I hope you don't think I'm pushing you to. I...I just felt like you had almost given up on working to be human-like when last I knew you were trying. I just hadn't seen you bother in a long time...so I just wanted to tell you how I felt. I like you trying, even if it can be stupid at times."

She had tried to be open, requesting help in understanding him better but it was kind of turned back on her. It didn't make her feel good, nor did his emphasis on the fact he didn't like the conversation. That hurt worst of all. He had asked her to bear her feelings out to him, to be open, and now was being told in his cautious flighty way that he essentially wanted to leave the conversation. It was likely the last time she would bear her heart to him. 

His eyes looked ahead in steady defiance to look at her own and she instead gave up, looking ahead herself and leaning into him. There was no pain in her or hurt, no racing or raging emotion. It seemed to be quiet in their bond except for a steady flow of love from her to him. She had bottled it all up and sealed away her feelings, then distracted herself with thoughts of the road ahead.