In the time it took for Noah to speak again Elann was already dozing off, staying true to her word of him apparently tickling her to the point of exhaustion. It was endearing and he felt a protective sense over her there as she was lounging into his body. He had her in his hold, her head on the bareness of his chest, and the tiny whimpers of her contentment, they were all adding to the guardian sensation in him to keep the one he loved comfortable.

After he did speak, she rose, stretched, and then fell onto the bed, turning to face him and request for him to lie with her, her eyes meeting his. He nodded to answer her, yawning as well but failing to cover his mouth before he moved the tiny ways towards the bed of rugs. It was simple to slide down next to her and be comfortable there. Lying on his left side and facing her, he welcomed her back into his warmth with a sleepy face. 

The afternoon was going well so far; they had got along well enough to physically enjoy one another and maintained the sense of understanding until this moment where they were going to nap. He wanted the next two weeks to go by just as smoothly, today having instilled him with more hope for the future.