Théadan didn't dare look over his shoulder to check up on the Marroans, he feared if he did, they would take it as him having second thoughts on turning them down, and might use it as an invitation to try and drag him back to their needles once more. Navia remained close to him, and he spotted her casting a wary glance back their way, but so long as she wasn't ushering them on, he could safely assume they were not in danger of them coming over to try to steal him away once more. The view was far more appealling than worrying about a pair of Marroan's anyway, so it was that which he focused on, and followed the point of Navia's finger as she singled out a building with flags and balconies as possibly the tavern. He hoped she was right, it looked warm, and would have a nice view from there.<br/><br/>It would probably cost them a little more to get a room with a balcony, but it would be worth it. Théadan looked to where the sun was making its steady descent down from the sky, and traced a line with his finger to where he expected it to dip below the horizon. "Hmm, if that is the one, and we're able to get a room with a balcony...I think we would be able to watch the sunset from there, that would be nice." He said, liking the idea, though they still did not know if that was definitely the tavern, so perhaps they were getting a bit ahead of themselves. With that bit of sightseeing done, Navia was luring him away from the wall and back into the crowds, her hand held his as she drew him onwards, while her mischievious side teased him with her suggestion he would need relaxing, and then needled him further with the thought of practicing acupuncture.<br/><br/>Théadan vigourously shook his head, even as a joke he did not like the idea, "Oh anything but that Navia." He said imploringly as they began passing market stalls once more. Then it occured to him it was likely the first time she had ever seen this acupuncture before too, and so swiftly added. "You have no knowledge of the practice anyway, you would just be poking me full of holes." And that made it even less appealing to him. With a small squeeze of her hand, he stepped a little closer to her as he decided to say, "No, you're just going to have to find some other way of making me relax." A bath would be nice, the sea air seemed to carry the salt, and he could practically feel it in his hair, or maybe a nice meal and relaxing together by a fire would be nice way to wind down their evening. But perhaps it would be better to be surprised and see what she came up with, Théadan felt like he would enjoy that more. "I'm sure you can think of something that will help."<br/><br/>As they walked along a familiar flash of metal caught Théadan's eye. That of a sword reflecting the light of the sun as it moved in an arc. There were a few people gathered around what looked like another Marroan, after his previous experience with people from that country, Théadan was tempted to keep walking, but this looked different. The garb was very similar, a man with a long ponytail wore the same full length robe that the Marroan women wore, but the only difference was his was a plain dark green rather than coloured with flowers. He was just returning a long curved blade to the sheathe in what Théadan recognised to be a slow and meticulously practiced method. The man then gave a bow to the audience, and Théadan could see on display lots of these swords, all held within beautifully designed and crafted sheathes. They weren't just simple leather, but patterns had been carved, stitched or painted into them, it reminded Théadan a bit of the Khluri way of bringing a little bit of art to everything they did. "Huh, I've never seen anything like that before." He said, stopping to take a look, then realising studying swords might not be Navia's idea of fun he turned to ask. "Do you mind if I take a peak?"