Age wasn't important in Elann's culture so much as it was for a man to be able to provide for his family. Noah and her both worked, but even if she didn't, he could likely find a way to support them. Elann didn't know exactly how old he was, but she knew from his mother how old he likely was. It was strange to her at first finding out, but by that time she had already come to love her bondmate. 

Come to the picture, Elann's ease away went noticed as her mind was more focused on her thoughts then emotions. His voice pierced them and she hummed acknowledging his question. She was in fact like when she had heard of her father disowning her, but to a much lesser degree. She finished her thoughts and said something that probably would surprise him.

"I have been thinking since our conversation on the brothel..." her fingers played nervously over the bedding as she lay her head down into it. "I shouldn't worry about what others think. I think my rush to judgement was to preserve the sanctity of our bond and marriage in others eyes as well as my own, but I trust you. Even seeing that you were there, remembering the intimate details of that woman there as if she were me, I don't think you would betray us in mind or in action. I don't want to restrict you from having fun, and I do wish you could do it some other place, but I don't see any reason you can't go with your friends if you want. Just...please don't sleep with any of those women and don't get too drunk so that you can't have restraint."