Noah would have been fairly deep into his slumber if she hadn't moved, yet as it was with him hugging her and laying there, she couldn't help but caress him. As a result, it was likely he was even deeper in his sleep than should she have not moved at all. Come drool or snores or the hotness of his breath into her dress, none of it caused her to think anything other than the deepest love for him. He was able to fall asleep under the context of love and comfort.

She sat there as the evening got darker, simple speaking her prayers in her mind to Yahal, meditating on what was pure and good, and remembering her promises. As Aimee spoke out in frustration, Elann smiled slightly.

"Yeah, even though I don't think he can see perfectly in the dark, it would be nice. You know we often set up a lantern in the tent. You can feel free to hang it from the binding there and light it if you want to read?"

Elann's voice was soft, gentle, and soothing so as not to wake her husband. Her hands softly caressed his torso, his neck, and into his hair as he lay there.