Just a day away from Mandira. It was hard for Théadan to believe they had come so far, that tomorrow they would be walking through the city and heading to Navia's home. He would meet her family for the first time, see these people she had talked about and held so close to her heart. She would be back among the people that knew her. Théadan could not deny to himself he felt a touch of nerves from the very thought, that their travelling would be done, and he would discover just how these people would view him. Would is be with acceptance as Navia was so certain of, or with scorn as he had been wary of from the day they had set out from Nygaard. Whatever the reaction, Théadan was certain he would enjoy this final night of travelling with Navia before they set foot in this new life they were intent on making for themselves.<br/><br/>Vari seemed to cause Navia a bit more problem than usual, but eventually settled as both he and Navia left their horses behind to seek out where they could sleep for the night. Passing through the sheep they made their way over to the stall opposite their horses, Navia was right about how fortunate they had been to make it so far, they had ridden their luck at times, but together they had always managed to pull through. They did certainly have a lot of stories they would be able to tell, that they could one day tell their child what they had been through while Navia had been pregnant with them was a thought that had Théadan's mind lingering, wondering what their child would think that they had traveled across countries, been with them the whole time as they faced so many dangers, wolves, leopards, angry Khluri, the Beast.<br/><br/>Théadan was lost in thought, standing at the entrance to the stall while Navia tried to work open the latch to the window, he hadn't really listened to what Navia said about the storm, instead he was brought out of his thoughts by one of the sheep bumping its head into the back of his leg, apparently trying to push passed him. He turned around and pushed it away to keep it from following inside, then closed the stall door behind him, only to hear Navia's frustration before grumpily slumping down on the barn floor, and suddenly bursting into tears, completely catching him off guard, and giving him a moment of complete bewilderment.<br/><br/>She was not usually the sort to cry, not without good reason, there had been tears a number during their time together, but most usually came with good reason. This completely blindsided Théadan. "Hey..." He murmured, putting down what bags he carried before making his way to the window to sort out what had seemingly been the initial cause of her tears. "Hey, it's okay I'll get the latch." It was stiff from rust, but with a good deal of his strength it eventually gave allowing him to open the window and let the air in along with the sound of rain and thunder. "See, there's no need for tears, we'll be back in Mandira, and you'll be seeing your family again, introducing me to them." He was certain there was more to this than just a stuck latch though. Théadan recalled pregnancy could make womens emotions erratic, and wondered if their being so close to her home was setting her off a little bit<br/><br/>Crossing over to her, Théadan sat down by her side and wrapped his arms around her slender frame, pressing a kiss to her cheek to try and help staunch the flow of tears. "It's supposed to be a happy time for us, the end of the journey we've made, and the start of our lives together." They would surely be celebrating this time tomorrow, with Navia showing him everything she had been wanting to show him since returning to Nygaard became their goal. He wanted to help her think of these happier things, rather than what had triggered the tears. "Tell me about your family, how you think they'll react to seeing you again after so long." His words were soft as he held her close. "Are they likely to throw a celebration to welcome you home? And what do you want to show me first once we arrive?" He asked, brushing a thumb over her cheek to help wipe away some of the tears.