Elann quickly finished her meal, eating all the rest of it and not letting it go to waste. There wasn't too much left of the steak when Noah had finished with it. Her husband fortunately could eat, could walk, and that was a relief to her. There was mild annoyance through the bond only as she mentioned that he would have to stay there, and she interpreted it correctly. It was painful to see him have to go through the pain again of having her, his wife now, take care of him. He hated it before, and he hated it now. 

Elann was just happy that the Kelvic eagle was not subject to the rules of nature, as he would have not been able to fly, eat, or anything and both times now would have been dead had it not been for her. Elann didn't do it either time for a thank you, or a reward, but simply because she loved him; before as a friend, and all the more now as a husband.

Shortly after she finished her meal, the doctor came by.

"How is he?" he asked, thinking Noah asleep.

"He's okay, just in some pain. Thank you so much for this."

"It's not a problem. Here..." he muttered as he put a few blankets into the wagon. "These are for you and him in case you get cold tonight. If anything changes, just let me know right away."

Elann nodded to him and gave him a small wave as he closed the flap. Elann reached over to the blankets and took one for her own lap. The icy cold water had chilled her immensely earlier, and she had yet to warm up. It was only when the thick blanket was placed on her lap did she feel an ounce of warmth come back to her. 

"Are you warm enough under that blanket Noah?" she asked softly, not wanting to disturb him too much. She looked over her shoulder to see any visual cues he would give. Whether or not he wanted the blanket, eventually she would settle back against the bench and near to him where she was when eating, and would reach up behind her to lovingly caress his hair. Through their bond, she tried to send him comfort and the closeness she felt to him in her love, all to help lull him into sleep. She however would not be able to sleep all night long, and come morning, when the flap was opened by the doctor, she would be there ready to get him up and to carefully move him to their wagon. It would be tricky, hard, and slow going, but ultimately with Elann and the doctor's wife's help, they were able to get him down without jostling his back or arm and then back up again should he wish to go in. His wounds were in such a place it seemed even to hurt walking for Elann, how painful it must have been for him she wondered.