It was painfully obvious to her that Théadan did not want her to sell the emerald and Navia wholeheartedly agreed with that sentiment. She did not want to give up something he had chosen for her, but also knew it was the likely the easiest thing they owned to sell that would give them the money they needed. It was somewhat ironic in her mind; they were a prince and duchess, yet needed to sell off something frivolous so they could have the funds they needed to travel. They just had to reach Khlurios though; once they did that, she would figure out a way to access her own money and they would not have to worry. It did not make giving up the emerald any easier though, nor the sting that came from knowing how much Théadan didn’t want her to do it any less uncomfortable.<br/><br/>She would still have the little horse figurine he had given her, Navia realized. At least she would have that to remind her of that last day she and Théadan had spent together and how desperate they had been to make the most of it. How they had explored and eaten together, how they had made love so many times they’d been sore and exhausted by the time they’d finally laid down for the evening. She had briefly considered giving it to Ingrid, but that had been before she’d known about the identity of Silva’s parents. Perhaps it was selfish of her to want to keep the horse for herself, but so be it. She was giving up two of the three gifts Théadan had given her, and had already lost one that she had given to him. The small horse statue was suddenly far more precious than it had been before.<br/><br/>Luckily Théadan chose to move on from the uncomfortable conversation and instead pick up on the offhand comment she had made about her sweets preferences. Navia watched him with strawberry, a smile tugging at her lips. He decided to pair his newly acquired knowledge with a tease that caused her to chuckle and shrug. “Perhaps you were,” Navia answered while pushing her dark hair over her shoulder, “You were very good at distracting me from just about everything and when we did eat, all I wanted was food that would replenish me.” She reached out to give his thigh a gentle squeeze while she grinned over at him, “You were so very good at stealing away all my energy.” As she was sure he would be again once he was fully recovered. Until then, Navia would be happy with the kisses and the light touches.<br/><br/>Wanting one after having thought of them, Navia closed the distance between them for a brief kiss before she guided his hand holding up the strawberry over to her lips. Dark eyes glinting with mischief, Navia held Théadan’s gaze while her lips slowly engulfed the berry he held and she bit into it before straightening again. “As for mentioning it, there never really seemed to be a reason to do so. We haven’t had many chances to choose food that wasn’t cooked over a campfire and I’ve never really gone out my way to find sweets before. I appreciated them when they were available and maybe indulged them a bit. But the strawberries…well, they popped into my mind and I wanted them, so I couldn't resist them when I saw them in the market.” Shrugging, Navia reached for the shaving cream, “I probably just miss fresh fruit.”