Navia's scrunched nose, and rub of her finger across it made Théadan laugh. She took the silly gesture in good spirits too, and pointed out that perhaps he should buy one of the quills for his journaling. It was certainly an idea worth some thought, the feather was gorgeous, and unlike anything he had previously seen. It stood out amongst any other quill he had ever used, and it would be nice to have a keepsake of that time they witnessed a bird speak. While Théadan was busily debating the idea with himself, Navia was pulling out the coin pouch they had come to share between them. Upon seeing it, Théadan instinctively stepped closer to her to shield it from the sight of any prying eyes, cautious that someone might spot it and decide the reward would be worth the risk.<br/><br/>Pocketing some coins for herself, Navia placed the rest of the pouch into his care. It surprised Théadan, even as she claimed he was more responsible than her, he did not feel so sure, they could be quite even. He accepted the pouch anyway, and quickly tucked it into one of the pockets lining the interior of his jacket. Navia was backing away to move on to whatever might have already caught her eye, though she remained within sight so Théadan did not feel worried about any Iradocians kidnapping her from under his notice. His attention turned to the woman at the stall as he ran the feather across his cheek thoughtfully, enjoying its softness. "How much for these?"<br/><br/>"Three coppers."<br/><br/>Théadan scoffed at her answer. "Three?" She must have seen the exchange of the coin pouch between Navia and him, "I can buy a normal quill for a single copper."<br/><br/>"Ah but these are not normal, are they?" She said with a mischievious twinkle in her eyes. She could tell there was business to be done here. "No, they are no pigeon feather, nor have the blandness of others. These are beautiful and so very rare, especially to a native of Mes'Mo'Tan."<br/><br/>He gave a sigh, and picked up a second turquoise feather, before briefly casting a glance towards Navia who was preoccupied with whatever she had discovered. "How about I give you four coppers, two for each?" He said hoping the extra sale might be worth bringing down the overall cost for a single quill. The woman gave a nod and held out her hand for Théadan to deposit the coppers. With that bought, he carefully placed both feathers into a pocket at his chest, where they were unlikely to be broken by any movements. Navia had called out to him just moments before, and so Théadan stepped through the crowds of people to see what she had discovered, another talking animal perhaps?<br/><br/>What Théadan saw was her speaking to a Mes'Mo'Tanian, though he could not hear what about over the hustle and bustle of the surrounding stalls. His attention was drawn to the lambs nuzzling at her fingertips, and that brought an amused smirk to his lips. Of course she found some cute little lambs endearing, and was content to give them attention. He could not resist interrupting Navia to tease her though. "I thought you would have learned from the parrot." He said, crouching down beside her, and petting the back of the lambs head. "If you keep offering your fingers to every animal you see here, you won't have very many left, Navia." A bright grin crossed his features.