Elann encouraged more patience on his part. Though he felt he had been patient enough, waiting around thirty days to get here and incurring sickness and injury amongst those days, he complied and ceased his whining, letting her cooing and soft rubbing on his arms wrapped around her front console him for a while longer. They were in the city now and his family’s home wasn’t all too far away, just several chimes cart ride away. He would enjoy being there with her as she requested, snuggling up into her all the more to show as much. He saw her sights go towards the fountain in the center of the square and wondered what was on her mind when she saw it.

Though the darkness was growing, the streetlamps were beginning to be lit, giving the city a warm glow of torchlight mingling with the lasting pale rays of Syna as she began to disappear in favor for her lover Leth to light up the night with his entourage of stars. Still, as she believed, the fountain’s beauty could not be truly appreciated in the dim light. They would have to wait until the morrow and midday to see the city in all its glory. He knew his family would want to take them out tomorrow, if only for a familial breakfast or brunch. It was then that Elann would be able to see the city in its bustling life.

Her words whispered out into the air, giving Noah pause as he took in her mournful way of thinking, knowing her considerate mind was thinking of those who weren’t as fortunate as those who lived in Zeltiva or even Syliras. Noah reinforced his hug around her waist lovingly, attempting to distract her from what she was thinking. He wanted to point out that she was fortunate now too but didn’t want to point out the obvious to her for fear of it looking as if he cared little for those who weren’t in their position. Though he cared little, he still cared, not only for Elann’s sake either.

Noah found another way to distract her. He reached out in front of them and pointed towards the distance, noting the green flame atop one of the bell towers. In Syliras the seasonal watchtower was not all too visible to those, yet here in Zeltiva it was but another decorative piece incorporated into the city. The green flame of spring still burned brightly, unchallenged by rain or wind, only flickering defiantly against the gusts that came over it.

His hand came back down to rewrap around her midsection, trailing down to feel the fabric of her dress between his fingertips. He kissed at the exposed skin of her arm, telling he felt he understood the plight in her mind. Just as she consoled his whining with words he was attempting to console her thoughts with actions, loving ones. He was unsure how long it would take Aimee to finish up their business in the office, but was attempting to enjoy his little time of relaxation with Elann before they would head out again. Already he could see the nightlife of Zeltiva beginning to show, regardless of it being a night following a workday and preceding another.

“Is that what you were working on?” he said, tugging lightly on the dress’ fabric over her legs. “It’s pretty. I like the color on you.”