She had known he would not hesitate to comfort her and it was not often Navia actively sought it out, but she was so frazzled from the dream it was exactly what she needed from Théadan. His touch alone soothed the fired up nerves, but it was his voice that helped to root her back in reality. He reminded her it was only a dream and that he was there with her, and while it was what she needed to hear, it still brought a bit of unease upon remembering how it had been to see him motionless on the ground in her dream. It just didn’t shoot her into hysterics, so Navia knew Théadan was having a good effect on her emotions. Hearing he would not be taken from her again was even more important though, and Navia nodded softly, knowing how true it was. She also knew how drastically the danger to her own life had gone down once she set foot on a Khluri ship; Khluri soil was even safer for her.<br/><br/>He was right that those days were far from them, but perhaps that was why it had been so jarring for her to see Argyle again. She had not forgotten what had happened per se, but it did not plague her mind the way it had for those first couple weeks when they were fleeing and their relationship had been in shambles. But he was quiet and soothing and running his fingers through her hair while kissing her forehead, easing her thoughts and allowing her to shoo the horrors she had suffered back into the recesses of her mind. Navia relaxed against Théadan more, her hold on him loosening considerably while she released a deep, quiet sigh. All that relaxation was threatened to be destroyed upon the mention of how she had dreamt of their child however, and Navia glanced up at Théadan with trepidation in her expression.<br/><br/>Did he know who she had dreamt of? Did he understand why her fears were warranted? She had never seen so many colored eyes as she had in Mes’Mo’Tan, but she had noticed how Théadan had been given his eye color by his mother. What was to stop a child from getting them from their uncle or grandfather? “He’s your brother,” Navia protested softly, voice a little pitchy from all the emotions that had raced through her, “The eyes could come from you.” She did not want to push such a conversation however; Théadan had deemed her nightmare as that and nothing else and Navia did not want to dwell on it any longer for free of being unable to rest for the rest of the night. She knew they were both tired. They had not gotten much sleep the night before. In lieu of further protest, she snuggled in more, nuzzling her cheek against his briefly before letting her head lower to rest on his shoulder, eyes on the fire.<br/><br/>“I know we need to sleep, but I…I need to wait a few minutes and make sure I won’t go right back into that dream,” Navia admitted softly, thinking of how awful it would be to slip right back into such a horrid scenario and how she doubted she’d sleep again that night. Hopefully he wouldn’t fault her for causing him to lose some precious sleep time for it would likely be difficult for him to sleep with her cuddled up in his lap. Her hand smoothed down Théadan’s bare chest briefly before it fell to rest on her thigh. “Tell me,<i>kamin</i>,” she tilted her head back a little to look up at him, wanting to see his expression when he heard her question, “What do you wish to do the most in Mandira? We’ve talked a lot about what I want to do or what it’s like, but this will all be new to you. Is there anything you’re looking forward to the most?”