Elann was awake just long enough to feel the terror and panic. It was what made her shoot up awake. The feeling was pulled from her though slowly as well as the pain that washed over her. It seemed from Aimee that the caravan had come to a stop for the night and she then offered Elann to help with the tent. 

"I think it is best if Noah doesn't move from here at least until tomorrow. I'll just stay here with him."

She slowly sat up and then moved up and over to a bench to sit and wake up.

"I'm going to go and make sure you have food for tonight as well as get some tea ready for later," she stated to her sleepy husband. She then would smile to Aimee and would move up nearer to her to the chest so she could get a pot and some of the leaves for later. She would have to ask the doctor how much would be safe to pour him, but it seemed he handled two leaves quite well. As she looked at him in the dark, she could tell he looked strung out on the leaves and she was just thankful they weren't hallucinogenic. Most of their medicine in the desert was.

Once the supplies were picked up, she would slip out the back of the wagon and would comment, "I'll be right back." Looking to Aimee she expressed, "Just come get me if you need help."

It was clear his sister was there to be by his side, and Elann just wanted to give him the distance she felt he had been pushing at her for. It hurt - her wanting to be near his side - but his lack of desiring her there made her feel it was the right choice. 

Once out of the wagon, she could see the fire already starting to take shape and a line beginning to form to help out with various tasks for the cook. People were loving the bear steaks over gruel any day and Elann was welcomed among the people. Many asked how Noah was doing and eventually she made her way to the doctor's family to ask about the medicine. After some minor convincing, she got the cook to brew up some tea for her in the pot for later, and when food was served, she brought the pot back to the wagon.

"Oof...here. If you want to slide this up to the front," she said as she set it on the floor of the wagon. The doctor said a glass of that when the medicine is starting to wear off will make him feel better." She then lingered a moment incase there was something the matter, but if not, she went to eat a few quick bites and then brought some food back for both Noah and Aimee. Eventually she knew Noah would need both her and Aimee's help to get down from the wagon to go to the bathroom, but she hoped it wasn't anytime soon. She knew he would hate it just as he had before. There was nothing more demoralizing than having someone help you to go, and her husband already was not a happy camper. At least this time he could move his legs.