Navia's claim that he had helped to create the mess in their bed, left Théadan shaking his head in disagreement as he made his exit into the bathroom. He was very tempted to call out that it was she who had seduced him, who had rolled them over on to the sheets, who had spread the oil, and made the mess. But Théadan said nothing more on it, they could so easily get caught up in their teasing games if they did, neither one of them would be likely to concede if they could poke the slightest of holes in the others argument, no matter how ridiculous. They were both stubborn like that, but that was part of what made Navia so enjoyable, she was persistent, and lighthearted with her teasing. She could take it every bit as well as she could give it.<br/><br/>Inside the bathroom the first thing Théadan spotted was the mirror showing his reflection. It had been a long time since he had last seen himself in the mirror, and the first thing he looked at were the number of scars across his body, particularly the newest of those across his ribs. It was still pink and healing, another scar that would mix with the rest that stretched across his body. At a glance it was clear to anyone he had led a life of war, he imagined most would consider him to be not very adept at it to have accumulated so many wounds across the course of his life, but of course most of the wounds were not from war itself, but punishments. With his hands at his sides, Théadan stretched opened his palms to see how healed burns looked in the mirror too, they did not look good, but thankfully they were relatively small and unnoticeable. Having experienced first hand how punishments like these only served to divide people rather than unite, Théadan knew should a time ever come in the future where he was to lead others, they would not be met with punishments like he had endured.<br/><br/>He let out a sigh, and turned his attention to the bath, to his surprise there was already water in it, his first thought was to assume someeone had failed to empty it, but studying it closer, it appeared as though the owners had it half filled with clean water so when a patron wanted a bath, they need only start a fire and heat some water up to boiling, then add it to the water already there. Théadan went about turning his attention on that process, lighting a fire swiftly beneath a pot, and letting it begin to boil the water within. Navia soon entered afterwards, and she like him, had a moment of checking herself in the mirror. It was difficult not to watch Navia's actions, and wonder what was going through her mind. They were both still naked, and so his eyes were naturally drawn to her, especially as she cupped her breasts. He almost missed what her suggestion they would need more oils in their future home, before letting out an amused snort, and nodding his agreement. "We'll need more bed sheets too in that case."<br/><br/>The reminder of how long it had been since they had last bathed together was a surprising reminder, he had not thought about it, but considering their affinity to succumbing to their desires when bathing, it was odd to think it had been so long since they had done something like this. In the village only she had bathed, though she had enticed him into touching her of course. They had found that little pool the night the wolves had attacked them, but again had not bathed together. The last time really had been in Nygaard. "Yes, I remember." He said recalling it with a smile, "When you shaved me and sung for me. I enjoyed that night. It did feel bittersweet, but that night together was very special to me." So much had happened that day, and they feared it would be their last night together, their every moment spent together had held so much meaning for them both. "We were both intent on making the most of it. I still remember how it felt to be with you on that blanket beside the fire, that's one that will stay with me." He said, smiling as he recalled that night. Théadan turned his attention back to the boiling water, and noted the steam rising from it. Hoping he had this right, he was careful to lift it from the fire without burning himself, and empty the contents in to the bath, where hot and cold water combined with the rising of much steam. He tested his arm in the water to make sure it satisfied, stirring it around briefly to make sure it was hot enough for them both. "The water feels ready for us. After you, Alu'wei."