It was considered such a bad place to go in her culture, into the tent of a woman by the side of the road. They often would bring down households by their actions, getting pregnant and claiming legitimacy. It was crippling to see some men fall into that, and those who were married could even be stoned if caught, so likely they would give bribes to the women. It was just embarrassing, and to Elann, all that negative connotatively with it translated to the future problems one day she could have if Yahal ever made her a prophetess. Still, she had to do what was right by her husband and knew he would remain true. 

She had been trusting of him the whole time, knowing he wouldn't betray her, knowing he wouldn't lie with another woman while there, but she was realizing at the point of their argument that she didn't really know him very well. She thought she did, but she knew the man she had made him into, not this man. So to hear him say he wouldn't was a comfort to her. He called her to his lap and willingly and readily she came to him, snuggling sideways in his lap and curling up so he could hold her there.

His words assured her and she nodded in response.

"I know. I didn't believe you would. I've just seen so much of how bad those places can be to families and I really really didn't want people to see us like that."

She would then go into about four different stories about how men would meet with women along the way and how they would take them into their tents, have fun with them, but then keep belongings of theirs and then when they got pregnant, they would claim a portion of the tribe to themselves and then would explain how everyone looked down upon that family after that. 

"Granted I know it isn't the same, but I just didn't want people to think of us like that...I wanted them to think of us as the ones who enjoy the festivals and parades, not the brothels and seedy places. That's why I didn't want you to go, not because I didn't trust you. I just...I guess like you said, it doesn't matter what they think. Before Yahal, you and I are pure and faithful, and he knows that. That's all that matters to me."

"Does that make sense?" Elann lightly brought a hand up to cup his jaw as an endearing gesture.