With her hand in his over his heart, she took in a deep breath and lay back into her hair that rest on his leg. She averted her gaze a moment to think and squinted as she reached for why exactly she didn't leave.

"I'd say I'm comfortable inside, sure, but this has given me such an appreciation for being outside that I kind of don't really like being inside so much anymore. It all started when we went hunting for the first time. Where before, I feared the walls, guards, and throngs of people, now I kind of dislike them. Not that I don't like the people mind you, but I just like this...looking up and seeing the stars, just being with you, seeing the moon and hearing the sounds of nature. It can be very quiet in a tent, and very...gross...in syliras. Here the air is like home, clean and fresh, and I don't have to be apart from it."

Thoughts of the terrors of nature obviously were far from her at the moment as she sought his comfort and thankful so, as the roaring bears, giant river gods, vicious birds, and raiding bandits were more than her simple mind could take. He was her comfort, and if they were not on good terms, it destroyed her. Slowly her heart was having a chance to heal itself from the trials they had been through, the loss of her parents, and the traumatizing events that had taken place. 

The chill of the night air had yet to set in, but it was drawing close as the temperature was dropping. Should it have been summer, the time would linger where it would stay warm into night, but as it was, it was dropping below freezing this night, just enough to frost the grass. Elann could feel it already, being hypersensitive to the cold; but in his arms, she felt much warmer than she would have otherwise.