Elann could still see the pacidity in her husband's reactions, showing something which she didn't want to assume, but in his eyes there was an interest. She knew he would notice. He always noticed every detail of her physicality down to what she would imagine even being a single hair cut shorter. His memory was impressive and he was capable of remember the tiniest of details. In the wagon, after Aimee flopped back, Elann could smell the scent of her husband, the wood, the canvas, the various supplies and the henna particles lingering and sending off their scents into the air. She didn't want to be reminded of him in that moment and even so, she was his wife.

Having jumped out, she asked him whether he wanted food, to which he clearly demonstrated he didn't want anything. She chewed at her lip and nodded, almost walking away, but his statement about her hair gave her pause.

"Mhmm...Yeah." 

Her hand came up to squiggle through her hair and she moved a little closer to him so that he could touch it from where her hand held some of it out to him. The powerful scent was enough to fill a room seeing how it was still damp and giving off a fragrant odor actively. 

"I am going to go play with the kids. I'll be back..."

She slid back from him and would, unless stopped, head over to where most of the kids were. Very little still was coming through their bond from her and only when she got to the children did some emotions start filtering through as she could not hide her joy from them. They made her happy and successfully distracted her from thinking about him once more. The kids asked her if she could make other paints and such things and she nodded, and then helped them all collect flowers and various elements that could further dye their faces. Before she could make the paints though most people had packed up and were set to go on their way. 

The cook's and the tanner's wagon now both had various pelts stretched out across the sides of them to soak up the sun and harden for later working. Upon the call to get moving, Elann came back as she promised with a bright red flower in her darkened hair. The traditional garb she wore matched with it with the belt being black, gold and red. She climbed up into the back and lay across the opposite bench from Aimee much like she did, leaving the bed to her husband if he so wished to lay down on it other than sitting on the back of the wagon.