Fortunately for them, they had just restocked some supplies for fresh food. In a way it was a reward for pushing onward when they could have stopped. Unless botched, the meals from then on would be salted meats cooked into various foods with bread and ale. Elann wasn't too keen on some salted meats, but others she loved. 

The Benshira finished setting up the interior, using mostly the lantern's light to establish it rather than the grown light of the fire to do so. She had learned almost immediately that having your tent open in the region they were in meant biting bugs would come in. Elann spared herself and her husband from any such treatment, though for the most part, for some reason biting bugs disliked her over other people. Perhaps it was her lack of iron in her diet, the lack of sugars, or it was something she preferred to eat, but whatever it was, nothing really ever took a nibble of her.

They were entering into more open country and the river was further away and the winds seemed to be stronger. That meant that the threat of walking around at night was far less than other nights when it came to being bit by the blood suckers. Still, the occasional bat would be seen in the light of the fire. 

As Elann finished completely, she came up to him on the end of the wagon and came into his space. She smelled like the grass she had been walking in, the floral musty earth scent the wind carried that had blown her tamed hair, and the present lingering henna on her hair that was much less than before.

"You wanted to show me something? Are we waiting until after dinner?"

She pulled out her managalasutra and grasped the thali at the end of it, lightly poking his bare chest with the warm gold for really no reason alone other than to be slightly playful in her love for him.