She knew she needed to keep up with Théadan and Risho’s conversation, but Navia also figured she could continue to toy with the ship’s wheel while she did so. Just what would happen if she were to turn the wheel some, she wondered? How quickly did a ship react to a captain’s commands? Curious, dark eyes watching the wheel lazily shift back and forth a little from the movement of the ship, Navia reached out and started to do just that when Théadan asked if there would be more Khluri at the island or if it was dangerous. Her eyebrows furrowed at such a question, her mind returning to her previous worries they might end up back in Mes’Mo’Tan, and to distract herself, she gave the wheel a small nudge.<br/><br/>“<i>Sitvati, </i>you no touch. Too much danger,” Risho said before acknowledging Théadan’s question, though it was said with humor in his voice. What surprised her was the accompanying little nudge he gave her shoulder that guided her back toward Théadan so she couldn’t toy with the ship’s sensitive wheel. Sighing her defeat, Navia leaned her shoulder against Théadan’s, her arms crossing under her breasts while she settled. It was also clear Risho had not fully understood Théadan, for he gave her a nod and expression that silently asked she assist him with what had been said. She was fast to do so, not wanting to keep either man waiting.<br/><br/>“Ah, yes, more Khluri at Terlingua,” Risho nodded, running a hand over his beard while he considered it, “Mes’Mo’Tanians and Khluri do not stop as much, journey too small, but sometimes there. Marroans and Iradocians stop more. You see them too.” He paused and turned his attention more to Navia, but still spoke his warning in the common so Théadan would understand as well, “You be safe near Iradocians,<i>Sitvati.</i>Sometimes they steal women they see to sell to Gulasva.” Then Risho returned his focus on Théadan, “Stay with her always. That the only danger. Terlingua sometimes…ah…” He paused again, frowning in Navia’s direction before releasing a couple more lines in Khluri.<br/><br/>Her mind was on the country of Gulasva and the stolen women Irados provided them. How were they taken? What was happening to them? How often did it happen? What of their families? So it took Navia a moment to return her attention to Risho and quickly translate to Théadan, "He says it can become rowdy. Some ships have been at sea for weeks to months, so everyone wants to relax and unwind at Terlingua.”<br/><br/>“Go to markets in city,” Risho suggested with a nod, “Many different people there. Also three taverns there. You try one by marina, it best for you and you can see the ships.”