Elann had no idea Noah had wanted to stay in the tent. His lacking communication on what he wanted made Elann think that he meant no to both things. He said okay instead of asking to sleep there, likely due to his unwillingness to fight on anything, so Elann was none the wiser and went about her business. 

Aimee had gone off into the woods to go hunting and by the time she had finished cooking and the rain began to fall, she was coming back. Elann followed her to the wagon and upon her entry and eventual changed, she found out she had already eaten. Noah got two plates full of the bear meat, though it had been seasoned and added to with fat to make it extra tasty for him. Elann, through her compassion, felt he needed something to pick him up, and a good home cooked meal like she normally would make in Syliras hopefully could do that.

She sat apart from him on the bench near the front of the wagon, her legs stretched out as she leaned back against the wood of the driver's chair. She ate nice and slowly by herself and let Noah enjoy the rain. The feeling within her, normally hating the rain, had almost grown to an enjoyment of it. In her homeland it would have put the whole camp in an uproar and each of them would fight to get to high ground with all of their animals as the valleys would flash flood and carry away anything not on dunes. Here, nothing of the sort was happening and she was finally at peace with it. In her heart she even wished Zulrav would come and increase the storm for Noah's sake, to entertain him and lift him up. Such were her silent prayers, though she didn't know if the God ever listened to her. 

Zulrav seemed to care for her well being only because she was the wife of Noah, but would he hear her? Would he care? She could sense the silence of her husband over the past couple days and his depressed attitude, even if it was not easily obvious. She knew she couldn't do anything for him to cheer him up, so hopefully Zulrav could. It would speak volumes to her if he did hear and come. Such were her thoughts as she ate in silence.

Noah then asked her for a Stormgem, to which he was met with a smile from the dim shaded Benshira. She set her plate down and quickly recovered one for him. The bag was easy to get to as it was still on the top from the last time he had messed with them. She didn't give him the smallest stone - her stone - but she did give him one just about as small in size and then returned to her spot to watch him curiously.