"Probably not for a while," she voiced to her husband. She settled back onto her knelt position and rubbed her sides. It was then that the flaps were heard and Aimee bounded up the back of the wagon. 

Elann flashed her a kind smile and chimed the greeting back to her in a similar flowing way, however with a Benshira twang at the end.

"I can't believe it Aimee, I slept allll day. I was so tired." 

She rubbed her face again then and took in a few deep breaths as she was clearly still just waking up. Though Elann couldn't see what Aimee was doing as she rubbed her own eyes, she could hear that Aimee was brushing her hair from the wildness that had taken it. People had left them alone since the fighting, and she wondered if it was in part because of their display given, most people being distrusting and even hateful toward magic. Elann had not really left her husband's side, but Aimee had.

"[i]How are you feeling?[/i] [i]You seemed very[/i] tired after the battle."

Elann shifted to get some more water to wet her dry mouth and it seemed like it was the first they had seen her drink of the liquid in a good few days. She then deposited the glass there and came to sit by, and snuggle up to her husband's side. Soon she would have to start making the tent. People wouldn't appreciate her pounding stakes into the ground after they had all gone to bed.