Who knew what was in the mind of her husband, or why he felt longing and sadness. Something perhaps had happened, but she surely would find out soon. Her eyes trailed toward the house briefly as she thought on the emotions coming from him, and likely he had felt the sorrow within her for her people. Instead, she decided to linger on the happy thoughts of Aimee's humming, and by the end of cleaning, was smiling.

It almost seemed as they were hanging up clothes, that Aimee really didn't like laundry, or found it exhausting. Elann was not bothered by it, nor seemed to tire from the chore.

"Oh?" she questioned in response. "Alright." 

Elann finished up hanging her clothing and then moved to take up some of the buckets with Aimee to dump the water. She found it interesting how the roads had the grooves and how it led to some sort of sewer system. It kept a lot of the stink out of the air, unlike Syliras. 

After carrying the buckets back, Elann stretched to ease the weariness in her back and then set a hand on her sister's shoulder.

"I'm going to go check on Noah before we head out. I'll be down in a little."

With that, she headed up toward the house and giving a smile to those inside, headed to find her husband.