Théadan was peering into every nook and cranny, trying to spot any telltale signs of his lover trying to hide from his sight when he heard Navia's voice drifting up from the deck below. At least she was willing to give him some clue to where she had sneaked off too, perhaps he would be able to get her embarrassing story out of her without too much hassle. He made his way down to the steerage deck, the one he had come to think of as theirs for how much time they seemed to spend down there, just him, her and Wyndagar. She was by Wyndagar seemingly doing as she had said she would, checking in on the horse to make sure he was properly watered. She had been talking to him, keeping him company, and he seemed happy for it standing close by, nibbling on her clothes happy to have the attention after such a terrible time he had on the Uttarana.<br/><br/>Wyn was between them, along with most of the deck, this was certainly on purpose from her part, Théadan could see the cautious look in her eyes as he slowly stepped closer. There was no chance she would make this easy for him, not after how she had acted on deck, the cockiness, the attempt to pull them away from the whales once they had jumped the number of times she had guessed. No Navia had far too much pride for that. She was upfront with her plan surprisingly, making no bones about her intention to distract him into forgetting there ever was a bet in the first place. She wiggled her eyebrows at him, and Théadan let out a snort as a result. It seemed farfetched to think he would forget it anytime soon. However, as Théadan stepped forward, Navia stepped back, and with a wink and a flash of a grin, she challenged him into finding and catching her as she disappeared into a maze of crates which was certain to be able to manoeuvre around better than he.<br/><br/>A roll of his eyes was Théadan's reaction as he crossed the deck, passing Wyndagar, and putting a hand to the flat of his friends face, listening as Navia called out that she could just tell him if he just wanted. But truthfully he never liked it that easy. As much of a challenge as Navia made it to claim his prize, he did always enjoy it, she always made sure that it was worth his while, and Théadan had to admit, there was a thrill in seeking his lover out. "Unfortunately for you, Navia, your manner on deck when deciding this bet will make sure I won't forget no matter what you do." He called out to her, taking his time before turning himself towards the crates where she was hiding. "The way you were so certain you would win the wager, the arrogance you held in your belief your win was a certainty, has made me all that much more intent on dragging my winnings out of you." That smirk was imprinted into his memory, oh how fun it would be when he finally got her to tell him one of the embarrassing stories she had tucked away.<br/><br/>He approached a gap between crates, just wide enough for him to sidle down. "Run if you must, and I'll eventually catch you." He said, goading her a little, the way the cargo had been placed together and held down by netting and ropes, gave Théadan little room. It meant he could block passages and keep Navia from escaping, if he managed to corner her, but that was a big if. She had more time to explore the ship than him, and she would no doubt find it easier than him squeezing down the tighter rows of crates than him. "Distract me if you must once I have you in my arms, but I will not forget the smirk on your face when you declared '<i>duchesses are trained since birth to be proper, poised, and graceful.</i>'" He said, imitating her voice as best he could to taunt her that little bit more as he took a right and had to step sideways along a short passage to fit through. "You're going to tell me an embarrassing story about yourself, if just so I can take you down a notch for being so smug!"