Though Noah was confused for the motivation of her kisses he was a participant in making them as sensual and short as they were. The kiss broke, him giving her the look of misunderstanding and her explaining the reasoning behind her actions to him. “Oh,” he said softly, growing warm as he understood it. The next kiss was just as engaged as the others before she pulled back again to turn and reach for the deck of cards. Noah remembered the last card was a six, he had guessed low, and this next one came up as a five, invoking a glare from Elann to him as he scored another point.

“I told you you were going to lose,” he reiterated.

Noah leaned towards her in their closeness, resting his shoulder against hers, his head peaking just slightly over hers as he looked down at the deck in her hands. He reached over into her space as she kissed his jawline and neck. The peckings made him smile because her light kisses tickled across the sensitive skin of his neck and it felt odd to be kissed on the scruff of his chin.

He flipped the card over to reveal a two, granting Elann a point. “Higher,” he guessed in return, naturally believing it wouldn’t be an ace.

The hand situated behind her reached up to course through the strands of her hair, the fingers parting enough to nearly reach her scalp beneath it all. In their closeness still, he rested his head against hers lightly, enjoying the touch they were sharing and the affections she was giving him, and him her. Like she had kissed his jawline, he turned and kissed the apple of her cheek, a simple peck before resetting his head against hers  as he waited for her to flip the next card and hopefully grant him another point in the game. Ultimately the game didn’t matter but he was naturally competitive, striving to outdo other players regardless of the game or the seriousness of it.

“Do you think you’ll volunteer at the orphanage in Zeltiva?” he asked, wondering if she would befriend the caretakers there like she had befriended Aenysa before in Syliras.