Noah finally made his way toward their room when he felt his duties had been fulfilled, for the time being. He would need some sleep, and he needed to find Delphine. There were a few things that he knew they needed to talk about, and even though fatigue cross his face and loosened his muscles, he tightened his resolve as he stood outside the door. He took a deep breath, and entered.
He found her just as he predicted, fussing around and rearranging their things. She was not really one to ever sit still and rest and wait, and when she did it was often terrible. "Delphine," He said as he stepped into their room and closed the door behind him. "Were you able to get the med station set up?" His eyes adjusted to the firelight of the room and he looked around, the half-painted canvas not lost on him. He crossed the room and planted a kiss on the top of her head, rubbing a hand down her back. He the moved to sit on the bed. It was harder and smaller than his bed -- their bed -- back home, but for a week he could endure it.
He had lots of questions to ask her, but he would wade carefully in these waters.
