Noah listened for Alena’s footfalls until he couldn’t hear them any longer, too muffled to hear over the rest of the activity outside. Noah enjoyed the little girl’s company, and deeply appreciated her fearlessness and fascination with him. They shared the same interest in one another, Noah seeing her as a child writhe with innocence, and Alena seeing him as a Kelvic harboring an insane ability to shift between animal and man. He was almost glad that he had been grounded because he would get to see her more. He did hope he wasn’t as in such bad shape too. He wouldn’t be able to play with her like Aimee did because of his injuries.

Elann’s touch on his cheek brought his attention away from the open wagon’s back and to her. He turned, looking over at her with question in his eyes. She didn’t speak at first but hs attention didn’t retract. It stayed, able to enjoy her hand as it coursed through his hair. Her sigh was curious and sounded weighted in his opinion. Then her question came asking if he wanted her to stay with him or get food for him. Truthfully, the Kelvic was hungry. He hadn’t eaten and had been through a lot that day. Elann had been through the same ordeal, but her would be attacker was slain by a divine energy before she was touched, and her god managed to ward off the attack of another goddess.

Noah shrugged at first, unsure of what he wanted. “I’m really hungry,” he admitted guiltily in the next breath. He sat on the bench with the blanket over his lap and his hands over it. He played with the fabric, bunching it up in his hands to release and do again, waiting for Elann’s reaction to his admittance. “Could you come back and eat with me?” he asked in brief, curiously.