Noah shifted minutely and uneasily as the Elann’s footsteps grew louder on the floor as she approached the bed where he lay. The blanket was bid away after she stopped, the tension in her bond felt and reflected with murmuring sadness on his part. The minorly low feeling was temporarily washed away when he felt her lips on his temple. The kiss was brief and fleeting, and what was once alleviated returned to remain over him as he felt her get up and move away from him again, the blanket replaced over his head before she did move.

He untucked a hand from under the pillow and brought it through his hair, of which was being bushy and unkempt more and more since they were travelling. The Kelvic had been rather unpracticed in his own grooming, something he was never lax in until his most recent injury and the past few arguments with Elann. The last time he had bathed was with Elann’s help in getting him to the river, and though it had been offered for her to shave him, it didn’t happen.

Noah brought down the blanket from his head and peeked at Elann from the floor, watching her retrieve her brush. He noticed the green blades of grass in her hair, obvious amongst the darkened reddish tinge the strands had. His gaze was soft on her in consideration mixed with other emotions not completely discernable by him, each one quietly residing with the others in his gut and along the bond.