It proved easy for Théadan to fall asleep, with Navia returning words of love to him, they both settled down for the night, laying together as their sleep took them. It was a night that went undisturbed for Théadan, no dreams coming to him again despite the troubles they had experienced while in the town. Navia was likely largely responsible for that, as the sudden rush to have him once they had entered the room had worn Théadan out, and soothed his mind, putting those who had spoken so poorly of them well out of his thoughts. Instead he simply had the pleasure of snoozing softly beside Navia, her hand in his, her body warmly pressed to his own so his side could feel her every curve. It was a restful sleep, until a loud banging was heard at the door to the room. He refused to acknowledge the sound in anyway than a slight turning of his head so he could breathe in Navia's scent once more, quite certain it would dispel the knocking from whatever dream he might have.<br/><br/>Unfortunately the knocking came again, louder and more insistent this time, and a gruff voice came from the other side speaking words he did not understand, or was still too asleep to translate. Théadan did hear Navia groan however her own disgruntlement at being woken before they were ready mirroring his own. She didn't move an inch however, he could feel her nuzzled against his neck when she murmured what the innkeeper had been saying. They were no longer welcome in the town, the innkeeper wanted to throw them out because people had turned up demanding they  left their town. This town was quickly becoming a place Théadan had no desire to return too, three incidents in the short time they had been there, and they did not yet know how many people were downstairs, and just how angry they were that it would make the innkeeper throw them out.<br/><br/>"Mrrrm." It was a tired, annoyed groan that came from Théadan, his eyes still closed, wanting to pretend he had heard nothing, that there was no one outside and that they were free to sleep for as long as they desired. But there could well be a situation brewing downstairs that would only get worse the longer they left it. The people hadn't come up to try and barge down the door and storm the room, so kicking them out of the town seemed likely to be all they wanted, the longer they left it however, the more likely something worse could develop, and Théadan had no desire for them to be creating more problems for themselves, or giving the Khluri any new reasons to hate Mes'Mo'Tanians. Most importantly though, he just wanted him, Navia and their child to be able to leave the town safely and without incident.<br/><br/>He opened his eyes a little, "We should probably go." He murmured disappointed that the town would be leaving mostly a negative impression on him. The only good experience had really come from Navia and out of defiance to what the town had thrown at them. "I don't want any more trouble coming our way, and if my very existence here offends people in this town so much, I don't really want to stay here any longer." He rolled on to his side to face Navia, raising a hand to brush the few errant hairs that had fallen in front of her eyes out the way, before pressing a small kiss to her nose. "There will be other towns that won't be so quick to hate, lets go find them instead." Théadan murmured to help convince Navia they would be better off putting this town behind them and moving on. His gaze did travel to the drapes however, they did a great job of blocking out the morning light, but he could see it reflected around the edges against the wall. Again the innkeeper knocked loudly against the door, probably repeating whatever he had said before, his voice remaining insistent about it. "At least they let us sleep until the sun was already up." He mumbled wryly.