It was far harder for Elann to keep her emotions in check when the two of them melded together as they did, and often she was finding herself slowing down her thoughts of love toward him to keep herself in check. Ultimately it seemed like he was comforted by her as he nudged back into her own neck. There was even a moment where she just sat there and drew in his scent, happy that she could be close to him instead of pushed far away.

Elann was a helper, and if not able to help in some way, she felt lonely when there was an issue. Now such feelings had no place there. She was content, comforted, and her husband was too. The Benshira nodded to his 'please' and drew up her hands to gently caress his cheeks and jaw. There she gave him a soft romantic kiss and then rose from him, careful not to bump his fragile body. 

Elann quickly jogged out of the tent, seeking to get him food as quickly as possible so she could hurry back to be with him. Outside, she looked for Aimee and if she saw her, in brief she would ask her how she was that morning and if she slept well, but then would also speak to her about Noah's nightmare, not in any detail or worry, but to just let her know he had one and was being comforted. All of this was while she was grabbing the food for him, but once she had it in sufficient amount, she would part from Aimee and would ask how long they had before they packed up and headed on the road. Shortly after, she would be seen coming butt first into the tent and then spinning about to rid herself of the flap.

In her hands were two plates of food. It looked like someone had caught fish for breakfast and there was some dried bear jerky there for him as well as a large chunk of bread on each plate. He would not go hungry that day and it was her way of setting at least his stomach at ease.

Elann set down before him and looked to see emotionally how he was doing, concern coming through their bond in small amount indicating what she was wondering.