Noah looked down to Elann to assure she was sleep before he went on to just hum the melody of the song. There were only the two verses, the rest being hummed to soothe a distressed child back to sleep or peace. Though Elann wasn’t a child he still recalled the song sung to him by his own mother when he needed to be put to bed. He wasn’t a fussy baby or child in his youth, the song was sang purely out of love and bonding with his mother at the time. It had been so engrained in his memory that it naturally came to mind when Elann was showing signs of sleepiness, though it was the first time he had exposed her to it and his singing voice in full and open mind.

Elann barely moved while Elann slept, only shifting when it became uncomfortable, even then he only shifted the smallest amount as to not wake her. Before Elann came into his life it wasn’t uncommon for him to completely detach his mind from the moment and drift elsewhere. He could daydream for hours on end or recall and relive deeply rooted memories. His mind was fantastical and just as flighty as his being, being a bird meant his head was constantly in the clouds. It took Elann’s earthier being to ground him in some minor ways, enough so that he couldn’t always recede to the height of the clouds with his lack of concentration.

Just like Elann, Noah was startled by the wagon’s coming to a halt, having not even felt the wheels go off the road. The hollering, the hooves, and the chains came and drew him out of his dreamy state to only be drawn out of it further still by Elann’s wakefulness. She curled into him and voiced her questions, to which he hummed in affirmation. “You did,” he added quietly.

He let her pull away from him, sliding out of his lap and onto the floor before him to rub at her face. Then she came back to him, embracing and kissing him. Aside from the apparent love in the action he almost thought it was a form of thank you as well, as if she was thanking him for taking care of her in that moment or allowing them to stay close that entire day, even if it was only slept away partially by both of them, completely by the other.

“You’re not going to be able to sleep tonight, are you?” he asked when she broke their kiss.

Noah’s attention shifted to the back of the wagon as the flaps fluttered and parted, Aimee’s head peeking through. He met her gaze and her smile with a placid face. His hand came up to wave instead.

[color=00aeef]“Good evening,”[/color] she chimed in Fratava, the smooth language flowing from her lips.

The wolf hoisted herself into the wagon, her bare feet padding over the sanded wooden floor. Her hand came through her hair, tussling it from the roots and on out down the lengthy strands. She walked passed the couple on the floor, stepping gently over and around the bed to get to her chest. From it she produced her hair brush and began to course it through her dark locks, turning her blue eyes towards the two.

“How are you two?” she asked in Common, attempting to start a form of conversation since they hadn’t spoken all day, especially her to Elann.