Even though she could tell Théadan was only teasing about telling him if she fell ill again, Navia hoped she wouldn’t even have to do it. She had not thrown up in some time and wanted it to stay that way. She was also glad to hear Théadan had no issue with keeping their child a secret until they reached Mandira and she told her family. What was of greater interest to her were the answers to the questions she posed however, and Navia looked down at Théadan curiously while he revealed he was leaning more toward wanting a girl. The reason why had them laughing together, and even though Navia was tempted to protest Théadan’s comment on her tormenting him, she was more caught up in remembering how much they’d enjoyed being around Ingrid. She doubted a curly-haired redhead was in their future given their appearances, but Ingrid’s innocent curiosity and excitement was surely something they could wish for in a child.<br/><br/>Théadan brought her attention back to him when he began to explain why he was choosing to carry her down the beach in such a unique way. He didn’t want her to overexert herself and pointed out how active they had been behind the waterfall, but Navia merely shrugged. She felt fine and saw no harm in what they had done. She figured as long as she didn’t feel any pain and wasn’t overtly exhausted afterward, there was no issue and no need to worry. It was sweet of Théadan to want to take care of her though, and she wasn't in a very good position to protest the way he was carrying her. Even so, she had never been keen on relying on someone else so much and pursed her lips together while glancing behind her. They had wandered far down the beach to find the waterfall; it would be some time yet before they reached where they had discarded their clothing and their meal.<br/><br/>When Navia turned back to face Théadan, the waterfall was falling out of view behind him, the curve in the beach causing it to disappear. She smiled softly, knowing that waterfall would forever be a special spot in her mind. The entire beach would be though, and they still had quite a bit of distance to cover. “I can walk,” Navia pointed out, wanting to make sure she at least acknowledged that and offered to do it, “I’m a little sore, but I don’t think I’m overexerted. In fact, I feel great.” She had been pretty exuberant over the news since the evening before, but with Théadan also in the know, she was nothing short of ecstatic. She was likely more than a little sore; she was just in such a good mood that it didn’t fully register in her mind.<br/><br/>“But if you really want to be my legs,” Navia smirked down at Théadan, finding his wording for carrying her funny, “Do you think you could do it in a way that I can be closer to you?” Of course, she was so close much of their bodies were touching, but she was not in an easy position to do much more than rest her hands on his shoulders while he walked. “I want to be able to give you kisses to show you my gratitude for helping me, but…” Navia sighed softly, looking down at the distance between them, “You’re just so far away…” She supposed she could lean down and allow their lips to meet, but it would require Théadan to tip his head back pretty far and she didn’t want him distracted too much while trying to carry her and walk at the same time. They definitely did not need to go falling into the sand together, especially with how aware they both were likely to be concerning her safety.