The mere thought of Aimee's saying that it was unlikely that there was something large that killed it brought back to mind the terror of coming face to face with the lumbering bear, the primal roar of the woman of the woods, and the drawing doom of the dire bear as it crept closer to kill her. Elann wrapped her arms about herself and nodded. Disease sounded like a much better thought and the terror seemed to fade from her.

Moment's later, comfort took over the terror to calm her husband's mutterings, but happiness replaced it as Elann thought to Aimee staying out in the cold.

"Well, I am leaving you a blanket regardless and if you want to snuggle up into it, then you can."

It was playful defiance, and she knew that Aimee would - like most often - become her true self and have fur, but she always slept so deeply and comfortably curled in a nice nest of warm blanket.

"They are his treasures," she commented as Aimee spoke to her husband's paintings. It made sense. Everything else he kept were baubles of shiny pretty things, even her. She had learned that morning that even though there was desire in their bond, it was not out of pure attraction for her or because he admired her in the way she wished he did, but in many other ways. Still, she too was a treasure of his, if not the chiefest treasure.

Her near glowing eyes shimmered in what was left of the light as she looked to her husband to confirm, and likely finding him still caught away in thoughts, she focused on Aimee, setting the things down on the bench and nodding to her offer.

"Sure. It'll help my headache to not do as much."

With that she would take the tent from the wagon and hop out of the wagon, showing some liveliness, but a moment later held her forehead a moment before her hand returned to the tent binding. Lugging it over to a spot away from the fire, she laid it out so it faced the blaze, but was far enough away to not disturb them should people wish to stay up late into the night. It had become common for people to enjoy song and dance, but that tradition was not likely to come this night given the recent losses.