Elann thought it curious that he reasserted that he thought she was going to stay. Instead of bickering about it, smothing him with love, or making up more excuses, she brushed her hair back and just looked to him and nodded. He stated he was okay and just wondered where she was. A small smile passed over her features and she nodded again.

"It was really pretty, and it was actually warm today. Even Zulrav's breezes were heated by the sun. It felt really nice too to just open up and sing. I haven't been able to very loudly since I left the tents of my father. Though he doesn't require it, Yahal loves it when I sing to him, so I really felt his presence today with me."

She leaned back onto the edge of the bench behind her and raised an arm to prop up her head. 

"Did you want me to make you something more for dinner? Or if you want, I can grab whatever the cook is making? Or is that enough?"

She nodded to the bread in his hand, wondering what he wanted to do. She didn't want to leave him yet though and she uncrossed her legs, turned on her hip a little and placed her feet up close to his thigh to rub him lovingly with her shin as she looked to him. The way she lay against the other side of the wagon seemed to communicate her want and willingness to be with him and not to leave. Above all else, if he wanted to draw closer to her and wanted her to draw closer to him, he knew what he had to do. Elann was always open to him in whatever aspect he wanted to come to her. She was a needy woman and she needed his loving affection, but she wasn't going to make him. She had done that in the past- made him into a man he wasn't, and if he really wanted her, he would have to show her. Even in their volatile state, him simply extending a hand to her would communicate he wanted her in his lap and close to him.