Navia let out a yelp of surprise and alarm when Théadan lifted her, but she kept from asking him what he was up to just yet. Her hands braced on his shoulders to help steady herself in the new position while she looked down on him and proceeded to answer the questions he had asked. She too joked about Osa being a witch, saying they apparently could not see that far into the future, but she coupled it with the assurance that their baby was healthy but that she would need to take better care of herself, which meant having a better diet than they had been exposed too while travelling, especially once they left the comforts of the spa. That certainly made sense in Théadan's mind, he was glad to hear the child was not starved of what it needed during their journey through Mes'Mo'Tan where most of what they had to eat was deer meat. That was a poor diet to be having, not helped by Navia having revealed she had been sick near daily during that time, something Théadan couldn't help but needle her a little for. "Then it's for the best whenever you feel ill you don't hide it from your lover, hmm?"<br/><br/>It would seem he would have to wait a little while yet to find out more about their unborn child yet. Navia gave what answers she could, but pointed out they could ask Osa any questions they had when they went to visit her after they had dinner with Baiza. He had forgotten that Osa had wanted to meet him, caught up in this news as Théadan was, now he had to wonder if that request had come as a result of her discovering Navia was pregnant. What questions might she have for him? What would she want to talk to him about? She had Navia's trust though, so he supposed there was no need for him to get too hung up on this line of thought.<br/><br/>Navia had a request of him, stating her preference to tell her family first before anyone else. Théadan could understand that, with him not knowing how people would react to a pregnancy from their union he had little desire to start telling every person they met. "As you wish, it shall be our secret for the time being." He replied in agreement with her before she began asking him questions of whether he had a preference for whether it was a boy or girl, and what he was trying to accomplish by holding her like this. The latter question made him chuckle and grin up at her with amusement, but it was the former that he chose to answer first. "Preference?" He parroted, it was not something he had considered very much, but with the question posed before him he gave it some brief consideration, looking back to a recent memory of his. "I must admit, our time with Ingrid may have made me a little more partial towards it being a girl, though - and don't get mad again," He said smirking up at her wanting to needle her a little. "But I am oh so fearful of any child of ours taking on their mothers traits and finding ways to torment me!" He laughed thinking of how he could end up being terrorised by more than one woman in his life. "I would never get any peace!"<br/><br/>"As for what I'm trying to accomplish holding you like this." He began walking along the shore with the surf around his ankles, his eyes cast up at her. "You're pregnant, and we've had such an active day already. I have to make sure you don't over exert yourself, especially after what you had me do to you behind that waterfall." If there was anyone who would likely over exert themselves out of a desire to stand on their own two feet, Théadan felt certain it would be Navia. There was no chance she would risk any harm coming to the baby, but he could imagine her becoming gradually frustrated the more she needed someone else to help her, especially if she couldn't do many of the simple things that were so easy to take for granted, like being the one to take the lead as she so often liked to do. "So I suppose I'm your legs for the moment."