Elann’s words were short-lived. Her reply was warm to him though, her little peck of a kiss he didn’t return and the nudges into his neck before she laid against him upright. He brought his hands around her, wrapping about her back in an embrace as he took in her words. Noah rested his chin over her shoulder, licking his lips as he looked to the chest there on the floor. He couldn’t hear much of anything going out around the house, if anyone had come home. The smells of what he hoped was food didn’t come through the closed door either. The house was sturdy and expensive, only growing more so with each child born to the Amuel family.

“Okay,” he said himself after a little pause, mostly lost in the interaction but was just attempting to pass it off as Elann questioning him curious as he would do her at times.

Eventually he looked to the closed door, envisioning the landing and hall behind it. “Do you still want to see my old room?” he asked her, nudging his head against hers lightly.