It was a comfort to hear that his mother liked her, more than he knew, and it was because in her mind, Noah was the baby and they were protective of him, and she had certainly done her best to screw everything up. She wondered at how she liked her still and probably thought it was a patient acceptance only because Noah had pledged to her and must have seen something rather than her own like or dislike. 

"Okay," she answered kindly and brushed his leg over where the scar once was with her hand as it moved up his crossed legs while she lazily lay there.

She expressed her desire for a home and he didn't think they could have a farm. Really just any plot of land where they could have something large enough to grow corn on would suffice, and that could be anything slightly larger than a personal garden. She would even till something like that. He shared why he wanted to stay near the city and she nodded, having heard about the parades and festivals that happened there from Aimee. 

"I remember," she answered him, "If I can have more family than just you, that would make me even more happy, but you are what is most important to me."

She then scooted up a little bit on the rugs so that she could embrace his knee, using his calf as a pillow. Slowly she was inching closer and closer to him, bit by bit.

"I've never had one."

The answer was simple, but as she thought on the reasonings behind it, she took in a breath and let it out.

"We can't really grow much of anything where we lived. Only down near the river mouths or ocean can anything survive, but where I lived, we had to rely on trade and our herding of sheep and goats. I know how to herd, but I've always dreamed of a land of grass, trees, and rivers. The priests say this was me dreaming of Yahal's resting place, but I've seen it in vision, this was Zeltiva I'm sure. Such a land, beautiful and wild could likely grow anything I want to grow and not wither and die. I think I want a farm because I can. It doesn't have to be like the fields of Syliras, just something not much larger than a little herb garden, but perhaps large enough that I can grow a couple rows of corn, a couple of wheat, and just provide for us without having to rely on the markets and spending our hard earned money so much." She chuckled as he had said it was random of her. "I have thought about this a lot it seems."