Navia's humour was cute as she twisted her reason for having a bowl of fruit on her lap around to compliment Théadan, a grin quickly spread across his features as a result. She was inspecting his shoulder the moment he revealed it to her, and once satisfied the mud had done the job, she was claiming she had done it in his best interest all along. Théadan rolled his eyes at the notion, tempted to remind Navia of her parting remarks before she had him sent off to bathe in the mud. He resisted the urge however, biting his tongue as Navia revealed the meal she had from them, lifting it from the basket and placing it on the table for them to have. Khluri food always looked interesting to his eyes, he saw the familiar flat bread they had a couple of times now, but this time it came with skewered chicken and beef, interspersed by vegetables. It looked plenty appetising to his eyes.<br/><br/>A chuckle escaped Navia at his question on Osa, and she entertained him with her answer, hinting at spells in the past while she made space for him on the chaise. He took his seat by her side, pressing a brief kiss to her temple before sitting down, shoulder brushing against hers as they sat with their meal before them, and a view of the jungle ahead. It was a pretty sight, complimented by the dying light silhouetting the canopy. Navia answered him in more detail, as expected Osa wasn't really a witch, though their remained some elements of mystery about her that left Théadan curious, but perhaps those were questions he could save for the woman herself. Navia did curiously stumble in her words as she tried to explain why she was meeting Osa at the time. There appeared to be a little more to it, but if it was herbal remedies Osa was giving to Navia, perhaps their meetings were more of a personal nature, and in the case of Devam and the war, Théadan felt a little less inclined to pry.<br/><br/>The conversation shifted a little towards him, Osa was not content just to read Navia's palm, but wanted to read his too. He had to wonder if he should come to expect more things like this, being the odd one out in this part of the world likely made him more of a curiosity. Osa also likely wanted to know more about him as he was the one Navia had declared her love for. "Does she now?" He mused, briefly looking down at his own palm as if to predict what Osa might read from it. It was just skin, with plenty of lines running along it, and a horrible scar where he had been burned by his own family. He quickly turned his hand over and reached for a skewer and some of the flat bread, forcing a smile to push back unwanted memories. "I can perhaps understand being able to read someone's past from their palm, but the future?" He shook his head and laughed. "That sounds a lot like witchcraft to me!" Raising the skewer before his lips Théadan bit down on the end bit of beef, tugging it from its place to taste. It was hot, juicy and above all tasty. He hummed his pleasure at the meal before him. "I suppose if she wants to read my palm I wouldn't be adverse to it, might be interesting to hear what she has to say."<br/><br/>Putting down the skewer for a moment, an amusing idea came to Théadan's mind. His hand touching Navia's forearm, fingertips tracing down her skin to meet her hand, softly encompassing it, before turning it over for him to see Navia's palm. His fingers followed the dark lines with a fingertips. "There is a man who has come into your life these last few months that has change your life in ways you never would have thought possible, who will grant you more happiness than you had ever dared to hope." He said, his eyes briefly flicking up to look at hers, filled with amusement as he fingers slowly traced the lines. "Mmm, but what's this?" He asked, pointing towards a point where many lines branched in different directions. "There will be much disruption as your mischievous ways continually get you and your loved one into plenty of trouble." Théadan laughed as he finished his faux-reading, picking up some of the flatbread, wrapping it around skewer, and using it to slide everything off for him to take a bite out of. "I do like the Khluri cuisine. It's a lot more flavourful, than Mes'Mo'Tanian."