Bidding farewell to Terlingua felt bittersweet to Théadan, he was happy to continue on their journey, to once again be making strides towards Navia's homeland where she would eventually be reunited with her family, and their lives together would hopefully begin. Yet this busy little island had won him over, everyone seemed so relaxed about all the different races, what prejudice countries may have had among one another, was seemingly cast aside the moment people set foot on the island. It had been a perfect place for him and Navia to indulge themselves, to walk hand in hand and bask in the freedom of being a couple without anyone eyeballing them with hatred. Terlingua was a wonderful island with sweet community, and it was a shame they had to say goodbye to it when they had only just arrived. But having been there for just a day, it did fill Théadan with hope there might be other communities out there like this one, and more people who would not bat an eye at seeing him and Navia together.<br/><br/>Once the Uttarana's sail had unfurled, and the island was behind them, Théadan put his thoughts of Terlingua to one side, instead his attention would have to be devoted to Wyndagar for a time. The horse was in a mood for days after visiting the island, likely annoyed that it had not been able to leave the ship and roam the land while Navia and Théadan had a whole day of it. It tugged at Théadan's heart, and so for the following days he spent much more of his time with Wyndagar, grooming him, keeping him company, even reading to him to help the horse perk up. Sadly he did not take to the peach Théadan had bought for him, but with a little searching he had managed to find an apple that Wyndagar most certainly did enjoy.<br/><br/>When Théadan wasn't with his horse, he was of course with Navia, and they had spent much of their time using the books she had bought to try and begin learning each others languages. Being exposed to Khluri on a daily basis was helping him some what, he would occasionally hear a familiar word used among a plethora of words that were not familiar at all. With Navia having more struggles learning Mes'Mo'Tanian than he was having learning Khluri, he could not resist teasing her for it from time to time. There remained limited things to do on the ship however, admiring the open ocean was one, reading with Navia another, and then keeping Wyndagar company another, so it seemed with such little to keep them entertained aboard the Uttarana, and him nearly fully healed, Navia was making every excuse to steer them into some forgotten corner of the ship so they could enjoy each other.<br/><br/>Théadan could not recall a period where they had been quite so active together, as this, and it was during one such time where Navia had once more pushed him into a forgotten corner of the ship, her lips urgent and needful against his, the warm press of her body and her fingers seeking his flesh beneath. She had seduced him so quickly with her touch, her taste. He was ready to slide down the wall and let Navia have her way with him, his erection was already on the rise, recognising the kisses as the beginnings of her seduction, and the hurried push into a hidden corner to have them out of sight when they began to make love. Théadan didn't even hear the call from up above, it was spoken in Khluri, and his mind was far too occupied to attempt and translate what had been called out, his lovers lips were far more important. At least they were until Navia broke the lip lock with a gasp and a look towards the stairs, her features lighting up leaving Théadan utterly bewildered as she suddenly told him they had spotted whales.<br/><br/>He did not know how to react, just a moment ago his mind was fully engaged in the build up to what would inevitably lead to their lovemaking, yet in the space of that moment, inevitable was no longer what it seemed. Théadan could see in Navia's eyes her thoughts were already on the whales, the excitement was there to see them, and he had to ask with surprise on his face, "Now?" His manhood was still on the rise, her fingers still on him, though the touch no longer sensual, but excited. It required a whole other moment for Théadan to adjust, to get his mind away from what he had thought was about to lead to sex. "Of course now," He muttered incredulous, "There is a god looking down on me laughing right now." He said with a shake of his head. He of course wanted to see the whales, but would it have killed the gods to let them appear at a more convenient time?<br/><br/>His lust could wait he supposed, it had been sated many times these passed few days, it was just frustrating to be denied when it was beginning to heat up once more. But this was the first time whales had been spotted since they had set sail, there were no guarantees they would be spotted again, and if they wanted to see them, they could not afford to push it back until after they were done with each other. "I just need a moment..." Théadan said with a slight groan, having to reach down to his trousers to try and re-position the tight confines in a manner that would be a little less awkward for him. He took a couple deep breaths, and drew his thoughts away from the allure of Navia's body, and hoped that would be enough for him to be soft before they were on deck. "Come on," He finally said, moving away from where Navia had him against a wall. "I suppose we better hurry while they're there for us to see."