Noah groaned as he was nudged by Elann, a deep hum asking what she wanted. Even though bells had passed he hadn’t fallen entirely asleep again like she did. He stayed dazed and foggy, letting his mind wander while keeping track of the sounds and noises coming from outside of the wagon, what could be heard over the wheels and racket going on below them. He withdrew his hand from her as she sat up, her voice coming through and asking what she could do for him, offering him water. She took a sip as he sat up, rubbing his eyes that remained barely open, lazy like the rest of him in that moment.

In silent acceptance, he reached out for the cup after she took her sip and took one after her, drawing much more from the glass than she initially did. When he was done he handed it back to her and lowered himself back down, turning over onto his stomach and bringing his hands up to lay his head on the backs of them, disregarding any pillow for the moment.

“I don’t need anything,” he said with fully closed eyes again. He spoke gently and sleep-choked, what Elann asked didn’t offend him, he was just rejecting anything aside from the water she kindly offered.

“Do you?” he asked in return, cracking open an eye to peer at her searchingly.