With Navia in Théadan's arms, and the hay where they would make their bed for the night just a foot away, he waited as Navia was the one to offer up some sweet words for him first, believing herself to be fortunate to be with him at all, and even luckier to get what she desired from him. There was definitely truth in that, they were lucky to have met at all, the circumstances behind it were far from ideal, but any number of things could have happened to prevent their being together in the past months. Yet here they were, a day from Mandira, and able to enjoy each other to the fullest. Navia took one look at the hay and decided they needed something else to help make it a bed for the night. Her hand reaching down between them to tug at the blankets and pull it out, as she asked for him to turn a little and keep his hold on her.<br/><br/>The blanket was fanned out and thrown over the hay to make a more comfortable bed for the night, one not liable to irritate their skin while they lay in it. It was a clever thought, one Théadan hadn't considered in his eagerness to take Navia to bed and make love to her, but before he could say so, her hands were cupping his cheeks and drawing his eyes back to her. She brought up memories of the last time they were in a barn, and how he had sneezed so much because of the hay. He remembered that night well for it had not gone the same way as every other time they had given into their desires for each other. Her thumb pulled down at his bottom lip, her own close to his but never quite closing the final inch of distance between them, leaving only the memories of how she tasted to run through his mind as she spoke quietly how much she had wanted him that night, only for him to discover what she had been hiding from him.<br/><br/>A soft kiss pressed to his lips, almost apologetic for having kept a secret from him until that night. Being referred to as her love made him smile, but how earnest she was in what she said was touching and sweet, he held her a little bit more tightly to him for it. "I seem to recall you rubbing that hay in my face, starting those sneezing fits." He decided to point out, his voice filled with amusement from the memory. But his tone changed from the humourous one, to one to reflect how earnest she had been to him. "But I wanted you too, was desperate for it, and just wanted our relationship to be back to how it was." When they had left Nygaard, a dark cloud had hung over them, they were fighting to survive, while carrying the burden of what had happened that night and the nights before, to him, to Navia, and to his brother too. "I think we both needed a little more time, discovering the necklace just brought up some of the things we had both been trying to avoid."<br/><br/>This was old ground for them however, they were beyond it, and stronger together for it. He pressed his lips to Navia's for slow kiss, eventually breaking it as he moved to place her atop the blanket, and following her down on to it. "I trust you Navia, even if you were to keep a secret or two again, I know you would tell me them when you're ready to share." He said, wanting to assure her. Secrets weren't necessarily bad, sometimes it took a while to speak about somethings. There were a range of circumstances they could not foresee happening, what mattered was there was trust in each other. "And I know you wouldn't keep them from me out of any distrust." He murmured as he lingered over her, his hands unable to remain idle, toying with the fringes of her dress as he spoke his mind. "We've come much to far, and been through so much, no one and no thing could come between us now." He pressed another kiss to her lips, lingering close as he breathed in her scent, and felt the warmth of her body beneath him. "I have nothing left to hide either, you know all of me, body, mind and soul, and they all belong to you."