Elann’s description of the temple only made Aimee want to visit the desert city all the more. She had been outside of Zeltiva very little and cursed how far away all the cities were in comparison to Zeltiva’s own coastal station. What was a plus though was Zeltiva’s ability to host transport ships to most of the places. It was a matter of time and money in order to get to where she wanted to go. However, she didn’t know how she would survive for nearly months on a ship, she could barely sit still for a month trip via caravan from Syliras to Zeltiva. At least with a caravan she had the freedom to walk around outside, the same couldn’t be said for a ship at sea.

“I’d like that,” she revealed about the rug. “If you have time, I’d appreciate it. I’ll put it in my room, or my own house if I have one by that time.” She showed Elann an appreciative smile.

Noah looked to Elann a the creeping sense of yearning in their bond. It was some of what made him want to kiss her, thinking she was yearning for affection from him, for he didn’t see her stealing glances at the sack of caramels in Aimee’s hand.

“I could win before,” he pointed out. “Just not all the time.”

Even as a kid he was moderately strong, though he always held more combative wit and agility than brawn. As Elann thought, he had been practicing on reading his opponent’s movements before they happened. As a kid or teen it was much less practiced than presently, seeing as he hadn’t gotten his own capacity for hunting yet. Elann had seen his ability to read others when she attempted to playfully avoid him in her apartment in Syliras, and how he knew where she was attempting to bolt before she moved in full.

“Aimee, give me one,” Noah went, the Fratavan tone seemingly harder in command than in asking.

“Say ‘please’,” she returned, fishing around for another piece of candy to plop into her mouth.

“Please.”

With that, Aimee rose and closed the distance between the two benches, presenting the open bag to Noah once arrived. He reached in and pulled out three of the rounded caramel candies, stealing them away into his palm before taking a fourth out of the bag to put into his mouth.

“You said one,” Aimee fussed.

“I lied.”

Rolling her eyes, the wolf presented the bag to Elann as well, figuring that Noah wasn’t going to share what he took without being asked.