Théadan's grin only widened at Navia's reaction, the way she resisted a little the moment she had felt his hand on her cheek only to melt more into the kiss in acceptance that he was always going to do it, and she might as well just enjoy the embrace. There was a brief glare from her when their lips parted, but he could tell she took it in good humour, had she been wearing a pretty dress and all done up for a big event, maybe the glare would have been more truthful to how she felt, but this seemed more likely to end in further retaliation from her. Though how Navia planned on getting back at him when he was already covered head to toe in mud was well beyond him.<br/><br/>She adopted a tone that feigned pain, acting as though he had broken her trust and how terrible it was of him, even acting as though the idea for him to have a mud bath came from an entirely good natured place, when before she had whispered in his ear how it was payback. Théadan rolled his eyes at that obvious lie, but she continued to use the offer to have their dinner prepared for them against him, keeping up that mock expression of hurt. Théadan did not buy it from Navia for a second. She obviously had something planned, and so he felt all the more wary of his lover when she stepped closer to him, arm wrapping around the back of his neck to draw him closer, body brushing closer against his, lips coming perilously close to his own, using her allure and their natural attraction against him, causing desire to rise inside of him. Only for Baiza to pipe up from behind him, interrupting the mood Navia had intentionally stirred, he had to let out a small cough and try to shake the thoughts of Navia's attractive body from his mind, giving her the opportunity to tell Baiza he preferred to bathe alone. It was a lie, but Baiza was already accepting it, and Navia thanking her for her hospitality while stepping passed him to leave Théadan alone with little more than thoughts of her in his head.<br/><br/>The expression on Baiza's face was one of slight awkwardness for having interrupted them in an intimate moment. "I don't..." Théadan began to say, thinking about pointing out he didn't prefer bathing alone, that he much preferred bathing with Navia, but decided against it. "Nevermind." It wasn't something Baiza really needed to know anyway, it was probably better left private, the subject dropped altogether. He followed her to the door, and was surprised to hear they had a shower. Unlucky for Navia, she would just have to miss out on that pleasure it seemed, so Théadan stepped inside, and once alone disrobed, noticing the small windows, the slant of the floor and how the shower head was quite large. He did not hesitate to step beneath it and turn it on, similar to the shower in Mes'Mo'Tan, the water in the pipes was cool at room temperature, in Mes'Mo'Tan that ended up freezing cold, but in Khlurios where the heat was a constant, the cool water came as a relief. It did not warm either, it remained at a pleasant cool temperature as Théadan set about washing himself down of all the mud that covered his body.<br/><br/>He started with his face and hair, the tips had dipped in the mud and needed washing too, but even without washing himself down the water was doing a good job of cleaning the mud off him. The floor was quickly turning brown and draining outwards, the pale skin of his chest slowly being revealed beneath the mud. Théadan washed down his shoulders, he had not really thought much of the healing properties of the mud, assuming its effects was exaggerated by word of mouth, but as the mud washed away, he was surprised to see his once pink shoulders were considerably less so, looking far more back to his normal skin tone. He touched the skin, giving it a poke, having experienced once before what it was like to get sunburned he knew it would be sensitive and sting, yet now it did not.<br/><br/>Rather than continue to study his shoulders further, Théadan continued to wash himself down, cleaning himself of all the mud, and thoroughly making sure no spot of him remained coated in it until all his pale skin was on show once more. Once satisfied, Théadan turned off the shower, put on a new robe, and left the room to find Baiza who was waiting patiently for him. He offered up a smile, before pulling back the robe from his shoulder just to reveal the skin beneath for her to see if the mud had the desired effect. "I'll admit, I was a skeptical about the mud baths and their healing properties." He confessed, "I figured Navia just wanted to have me covered in dirt, such are her mischievous ways." In fact that probably was her reason for doing so, that he was healed of sunburn was probably just a happy bonus as far as she was concerned. "So I'm shocked to say that my skin looks better. It's not red, and doesn't look like it will inflame like what usually happens to Mes'Mo'Tanians who have spent too long beneath the Khluri sun." He pulled the robe back over his shoulder and bowed his head slightly in thanks. "<i>Dhanyu</i>, Baiza."