Elann did get lost in her own thoughts, and as Aimee dug about, she snapped out of it and said, "Sorry... I got lost in thought a moment there, Um...Well I was just wondering. I dream all the time, usually about the same thing, singing and dancing, but for me, I am usually walking in a desert."

It was interesting that their dreams were so similar to each other, though occasionally Elann's dreams would be very strange indeed and would have implications in real world events. 

Her husband doubted himself, saying he didn't know anymore if he was a great fighter. She didn't see how such a large eagle could not be a great fighter. His claws alone were enough to scare her into thinking he could easily kill her; what was a tiny bird to him? 

"I'm sure you are. One day I want to see you fight too. Boxing. I want to see how you do it and how good you are."

Her hand left his back to give his bicep a squeeze, having seen his strength in how he could carry her easily and in the various tasks he did which showed his strength. She couldn't wait to see him fighting and knew he was likely pretty good. His attentiveness to detail meant he likely could read his opponents attacks better than most people could.