Sensing his apprehension, Théadan felt Navia move closer into his touch, her hands moving in reassuring motions, one to rest at his back, the other slipping beneath his shirt to touch his abdomen. Her fingers were light on his skin at first, grazing over the fine hairs down there, before her palm softly flattened against him, warm upon his flesh. It was soothing for Théadan, the physical contact of his lover standing by his side, seeking to support him, and her words were just as sweet, telling him what she saw in him, and assuring other would soon see it too. Her name for him was an endearing touch, and had him smiling softly at her. He knew whatever might happen once he stepped foot in Khlurios, Navia would be with him. It was in her he could find such strength to brave the unknowns that lay ahead. Their relationship, the hardship they had endured in Mes'Mo'Tan, it would be the foundation for this new life he would start in this country with her. He could only hope its people were as kind, forgiving, and accepting as the woman he had come to love.<br/><br/>Navia rested her temple against his shoulder, his arm remained around her waist, and her hand on his abdomen as Balaja came more and more into view. There were many more ships, docked and sailing into and out of the port. It was a busy place that much Théadan could tell, and all those ships were just as colourful with their sails as the<i>Uttarana</i>. Théadan could hear the sailors become more active, preparing to dock, moving crates around, but for the time being Théadan could not take his eyes away from Balaja, from the many people moving around, living their lives. All of them had the bronze skin of his lover, here in this part of the world, he was now the oddity, the one who people's eyes would be drawn too. He had to shake his head to dismiss the thoughts, hearing Risho calling out to them, with his intentions made clear with the mention of the horse.<br/><br/>Their time together watching as they approached Balaja came to an end, Navia stepped back, offering a smile as she suggested he best go and see to Wyn, while she waited for him so they could disembark together. He gave Navia a small nod, "I'll be right back, Alu'wei." before heading for the stairs and going back below deck. He wasted no time returning to the deck he, Navia and Wyndagar had made their home for a month at sea, and spotted Wyndagar had again moved from his stall, looking around impatiently. The horse definitely sensed something was different, perhaps he knew they had finally arrived, and he was about to be let off. Wyn spotted him and gave a small snort, his ears twitching as he listened to the calls coming from up above, but his attention swiftly shifted when Théadan reached for his harness and saddle. The excited whinny that came from Wyndagar was immediate, and he was making his way straight over to Théadan, nibbling on the straps of the harness.<br/><br/>"Easy Wyn, easy." Théadan chuckled and patted his horse before putting the bridle on Wyndagar, and making sure it was secure on him. "I know you're excited, you've been cooped up in here for far too long. We'll be sure to stretch those legs of yours." He said softly to his horse and gave one of his front legs a rub before leading him over to the lift. "Wait here, for one moment." Théadan said, as he dropped the saddle on the lift, and quickly gathered his and Navia's remaining bags to place them on the lift too. Wyndagar stamped his feet about impatiently, raring to go. Théadan had to take an extra moment to press a hand to the plane of his face and whisper, "Be patient just a little longer my friend, we'll be back on land shortly." Again Wyndagar snorted as his head reared up, but he remained still. Théadan made sure he had a hold of the bridle before calling as loud as he could upwards through the decks. "Risho, we're ready down here!"<br/><br/>There were noises from both the crew calling to each other, and sounds of the ship, when the hatches above opened up, and light streamed into the deck. Again this excited Wyndagar, he nickered at him, and Théadan had to keep a firm hold on him to keep him still. Then the lift began to rise upwards, the sky above slowly opening up more to them, until the sails came into view and the sounds of the sailors, the port, and the birds grew louder. "Shh, Wyn, shh..." He soothed at his horse to help keep him calm so he didn't just try to run to land the moment he saw it. When he saw Navia come into view, he spoke with a smile. "He's very excited."