Noah showed a kind and soft smile to Elann. The sight of Zeltiva's square and the wind rich in the salty scent wafting in from the sea they had yet to lay eyes on brought uplifting feelings to the Kelvic. He was beyond glad to be rid of the road finally and was ready to rest before the next phase of moving to Zeltiva would hit him and his bondmate. There was still a great deal to accomplish before the two of them could be settled entirely. He didn't want to think about that now though, he looked to the sky instead, noting the clouds as they drifted towards the mountains away from the sea.

They weren't in the core of the city yet, he knew. They were still on the outer rim, in one of the many squares filled with one of the many fountains and flanked by a few of the many statues Zeltiva had. The gray and drab oppressiveness of Syliras could not hold light to the beacon Zeltiva lit for its people and those new like Elann. From her whimsical revelation the Kelvic knew his assumptions were right and his words to her had been right as well: she would like the city. He felt she would grow more and more in love with the city as time went on, these first steps towards full infatuation being complete.

“Me too,” he said quietly, looking down from the sky to gloss over her with his eyes, finally coming to look at the fountain in the middle of the square. A statue detailing one of the many important minds responsible for Zeltiva's greatness stood in the center, the water running out of the foundation the woman's stone legs stood upon.

Elann's hand in his hair was very much welcome, the connection and touch being more than he had given her in the days of his sickness. Clearly now, it was waning and he would begin to move as he once had, spurred onward all the more by being in the city of his birth. Noah rose his hand to grab Elann's in his hair, aiming to pull her down and into his lap. He hugged her tightly around her midsection, resting his head against her. He was truly happy to be in what was his home.. Who was the say they wouldn't move again? Perhaps wanderlust would take one of them, as Elann said she wanted to see Lhavit, having heard stories about it.

As it were then, travel was the last thing on the Kelvic's mind. He wanted to steep in comfort, be it a bath or freshly cleaned linens of an actual bed. Most of all, he wanted to see his family, his father, eldest sister and brother. His mother's face would be a sight for sore eyes, he felt as if he didn't see enough of her before she flew to Zeltiva so untimely. He didn't hold it against her though, seeing now that one of her reasons for flying ahead may have been so she didn't have to deal with the toll travel put on their fragile bodies. Aimee looked significantly better than Noah, and it was clear she may have been the hardier of them.

"I want to go home," he said, partly whining into her side. "I want to take a bath, I want to eat good food, I want to sleep in a real bed with you, and I want to sit by a fire on the beach." He sighed longingly. "I want to see my momma, my family."