Elann was unknowing of what the two spoke about, but she could clearly see them walking and talking as they slowly ringed the wagons. As they finally made their way back, Elann had finished and was at the edge of the wagon. She helped Aimee get him in, but really since she had been using a stool system the past few days, it had made him much more self sufficient in doing so; much like the pants. Still, one fall and he was done, so both women helped get him up into the back, but mostly it was his doing, and soon, he could do so himself.

Noah's injuries were at one point the talk of the caravan and how horrible it was to happen to sweet Elann and Aimee, now it was just background noise to the loss that people would have to travel with today. As Aimee stated she was going to walk, Elann didn't want to leave Noah, particularly after their activities and especially due to his dream of her leaving him.

While she knew he could likely know the pain and fear was over, minds were never ending machinations sometimes, and could think what they wanted to think, and make you feel like they wanted you to feel. They pulled their feeling and wisdom from the heart, and she knew that despite them having relations, there was still the past between Noah and her residing in his heart. 

She had forgiven him, let it go, but he sort of was keeping a tally to see if she was abusing him again, and she was none the wiser. The only thing she knew was that he wasn't sure about his forgiveness of her, so she stayed, coming to the back of the wagon with the flap down to change after Aimee hopped out. After pulling her dress off and other clothing, she went to the trunk to put new on but stopped as she pulled out her embroidered cloth.

"Did you see, I finished this?"

She had not even really displayed that she had to him because the fighting was so fresh at the time, but seeing it there, she wanted to share with him. She didn't know why she didn't before, only that it was hard to share or speak of anything around him by her own fault.