As poetic as Elann’s explanation of Noah’s kisses were, they didn’t draw much of a reaction from him. He had intended to read while giving her his ears but he was distracted by the words, even the smudged ones he tried to read,  lingering on them for a moment longer than the others. It was a mood-ruiner, what he read in her journal detailing her emotions and thoughts after their fight. He hadn’t forgotten his own words or how he felt saying them or how he felt after the fact, the passage was a bitter reminder that he disliked. Before he set the book down, as he was reading the two pages, the buzzing sense of happiness faded away to be replaced by growing discomfort.

Setting the book down, he asked his question, to which she answered she would maybe write that night. Given that the night went leagues better than the passage he read he figured she wouldn’t have anything ill-thought to write about, he knew he didn’t want to read it, whatever she wrote.

She brought her hands up into his hair and he looked to her, watching her go about her motions before returning the kiss she gave him. Though there wasn’t a card game to distract the Kelvic from her, there were the new creeping thoughts in mind that were uneasing him from the current situation. He did regret reading the journal even though Elann had said it was allowed, perhaps encouraging him to when she pushed it towards him. It was how he took it anyway. That wasn’t to say he thought his new feelings as her fault because it was his own action which brought the feelings on. Either way, they were heavy.

Elann slid from him and took a place underneath one of the blankets. He retraced her hands’ movements in his hair with his own. Noah reached forward and adjusted the deck of cards aimlessly on the floor before turning and then slowly moving out to lay down on his stomach, his hands tucked under his head as he looked at Elann and her soft smile.

“Why do you write in it?” he wondered innocently, a question brought on by what he had read but asked in the way that was void of ulterior motive. “I don’t understand.”