It was true, he forsook other things surrounding him in the moment in order to gauge himself and his health. It was mightily important to and for him, something that was ingrained in him by living in a house full of others whose health and mood could be assessed with looks and smells by those who knew what they were looking for. Truthfully, he didn’t take kindly to being interrupted but that didn’t show here in the instance. Should it have been anyone else aside from Elann, he would’ve promptly ignored them or warned them against interrupting with a simple expressive look.

Elann said she wasn’t tired, asking the same question of him. Noah shrugged his shoulders. While he didn’t feel tired in the moment it was very possible he was just feeding off of Elann’s energy. The nap he took hadn’t been enough to restore him for hours on end. He was still getting over his illness, so it was also possible the bath gave him a small bump in mood that may or may not last. He knew he could fall asleep then and there if he wanted to, all he had to do was lie down on the bed and set his mind to it.

“I’ll stay up with you if you want,” he offered, still rubbing her hands for a moment more. In the next beat one of his hands crept up to release a breeze towards a stray candle, snuffing the flame and causing the corner to fall into darkness. The lantern and fully lit standing candelabra still gave the room plenty of warm light, so one dwindling candle being snuffed was little more than a dent.

The quiet love for her continued to reside within him, warming his core. It was fueled by their contact more so than anything else, a feeling in him that persisted so long as they held one another, regardless of conversation or not.

"Maybe I shouldn't have let you fall asleep in the bath," he said in a murmur teasingly.