It seemed he was willing to come in and lay down with her. She nodded and hopped back off, the action meaning nothing to her like it did him. He was still in pain and needed a small amount of help, but soon he would not need even that. Much as he wished, he would likely be all better by the time he arrived in Zeltiva, or at least well enough to pass for being all better.

Once inside and the flaps were drawn closed, she saw him strip off his shorts and lay in bed. It took her a bit longer to get the dress off, but eventually she was down at his side with her underwear only on her. The tired feeling increased the moment she hit the pillow and she lay on her back beside him.

Under the blanket, her hands were upon her stomach, playing over her soft skin, feeling about her belly button for a moment and then she closed her eyes. She enjoyed the lulling and rocking of the wagon, the creaking sound inching her closer to sleep. Unless otherwise pestered by Noah, she would not be far from her sleep and would likely remain as such until just before the wagons stopped.