Elann set down the instrument back where it was once Noah opened the window. She could see his organization of his desk, the order of his bed. Wondering, she figured he was a very orderly person, though often didn't have enough things occupying his space for Elann to really know.

Cool winds rushed in from the ocean and Elann hugged about herself, welcoming them openly, but protecting herself from their cold bite. By the time he was pulling closed the window, Elann was behind him so that when he was done and turned to face her, she was close by.

"Yeah, I like it. It's small, but I don't think too small. I love your view. It's so pretty, and you get a nice breeze from the ocean."

If Elann's hair wasn't newly brushed, she would have laid on his bed and gotten comfortable, but as it was, she kept to herself and just reached out to brush at Noah's cheeks.

"Did your mother teach you schooling at all, or did you go to a school?"

Her eyes danced to the desk, as the thought of him studying like Morian there seemed to dance through her head and made her wonder about his education. She knew he could read at the very least.