Noah got a confirmation, though it was little more than a hum and admittance that she did color it. She brought her hand to it, approached him, and held it out for him to touch as well. He took the invitation, feeling the strands between his forefingers and thumb. The touch was brief, him retracting his hand from her before she slid away like she wanted to do before he pointed out the differences.

“Okay,” he said, watching her walk away towards the kids.

His gaze was maintained until she reached them and he took a renewed interest, feeling the fluttering joy coming from her as she played with the children of the caravan. The sight was displeasing and caused him to draw a breath in consideration. He slid from the back of the wagon and rounded it, heading towards the cook anyway. When it was his turn in the queue he requested small portions of what was being served and moved out of line with his plate, eating right then and there so he was able to give the plate back as soon as he was done. Though he joined the queue relatively late, he was finished eating soon after the line was dispersed and people were returning to their tents to eat their breakfast.

Noah gave the plate back to the cook and went back towards the wagon, his stomach not quite full but satisfied for the moment. He went back to the wagon and went inside, trying to be quiet for his sister but knew she would stir again once the trunks in the back started sounding. He was right but she only stirred enough to see what he was doing before drifting off again. Noah retrieved his necklace from the trunk, the smoothed out grey stone tied tightly with hemp, and the ornate dagger gifted to him by Elann the day of their wedding.

He didn’t show much interest in it aside from the day it was gifted to him, mostly because he didn’t see the need for it other than a display of Elann’s affection. He set it back down and draped his necklace over his head, twirling the impossibly smooth stones in his fingers. Noah closed the trunk again and slid down to the floor, facing the entrance of the wagon as he played with the charm until the call to move out came later. Eventually Elann showed in the wagon with a flower in her hair, of which drew his attention to her. His gaze followed her around the wagon until she settled on the bench opposite from Aimee’s.