The wounds had all but been forgotten as Elann had gone through sore and sharp pain quite often, even severe in the case of her hand, so while it at first was hard to deal with when it suddenly came on, it was all but ignored in the present moment. Her present thoughts were on her subconscious insecurities and admiring his bodily form before her. She too saw him as a handsome man. As he asked her what she was looking at, she squinted to the nose poking and then delight filled her.

"I thought that much was obvious. I'm looking at you," she said in a loving way, full of appreciation. "You are a handsome man. I've not known someone more good looking than you."

It was the truth, and she honestly didn't expect her husband to one day be someone so attractive to her senses. Like an animal who the male had danced before her, she had seen him as worthy in his physicality, mentality, and personality; all the moreso recently and it was felt in her bond. 

Slowly she rose, looking away from him toward the fire briefly as she got on her hands and knees. With a little crawl, she closed the distance between them and lounged her upper half across his lap so she could look up at him. She laid partially on her side, but mostly on her back facing toward him and there she began to play with the skin of his chest and shoulders with her fingers - that surprisingly were warmed by the hot bowl - instead of the cold icicles they normally were.

"I've lived my whole life in a tent and in Syliras. But on this journey...I've really loved just being out in nature like this with you. I didn't like being cramped up in that apartment day after day."

With that she happy sighed and reached up to brush at his cheek lightly with her thumb as her other hand lay across her belly.