Navia duly considered what Théadan had to say, and he watched as she briefly mulled it over, but it seemed the decision in the end was not a difficult one to reach. They were not seeking danger, and did not wish any harm to befall their horses, between that and the unknown of what lay beyond the path and just how difficult it might prove to be to push through a jungle without a path, Navia had come to the decision to head back in the direction they had come, and accept they would simply have more time added to their journey. It was a choice Théadan completely backed, there was no rush for them, and having come so far there was no sense in taking any unnecessary risks on the final leg of their journey. Théadan had the sense that the jungle could be an unforgiving place to those who did not respect its dangers, and did not care to go seeking its challenges.<br/><br/>A heavy sigh left Navia as they turned back down the path they had travelled, she was still adding to her reasoning, but it wasn't needed, Théadan felt the choice was fully justified as it was. It would take them longer to travel but they did have time on their side, and as Navia rightly pointed out, no one was yet expecting them to be showing up in Mandira. They wouldn't be making anyone wait to meet them, it would just be another day of travel to add to the many they had already faced on their journey. They began travelling down the path together as Navia pointed out the horses would likely tire soon, and once they did, they could set up camp at the side of the road. It was a suggestion that made a good deal of sense to Théadan, these roads did not seem to be traveled very much so it was unlikely it would case problems for anyone else, and in such an unknown area to him as the jungle, he rather have some open area to see with. "Yeah the jungle and heat will take a toll on their stamina. We'll need to give them a rest." Théadan agreed, already trying to think ahead to when they would have to camp, and what preparation they might need in a place like this. "Keeping to the road is probably for the best, I doubt we'll come across any clearings for us to camp in, so it'll be the best option we have."<br/><br/><br/><br/>They had travelled for many hours down the wrong road, and as Théadan was coming to realise, just because Khlurios was always of a hot climate, it did not mean the sun remained up for as long as the summers in Mes'Mo'Tan. He had always thought the longer summer days in Mes'Mo'Tan accounted for the extra warmth, but Khlurios days were shorter than them by a couple of hours. They had not travelled quite far enough to get back to the crossroads, though they were unlikely to be very far away, but with the sun setting, and the horses tiring, it was time to rest, and make prepare their camp for the night. The first point of business to Théadan was getting a fire started so even as the sun quickly fell in Khlurios they would still be able to see their immediate surroundings. The horses he left for Navia to assist while he worked on getting the first embers growing in a quick makeshift camp, and nurturing them into a small fire.<br/><br/>For Théadan the next thing on the agenda was to make sure everyone had something to eat and drink. The jungle warmth in his mind was stifling, and was certain everyone could do with quenching their first. Annoyingly he was constantly being harassed by jungle bugs, and constantly having to shoo them away from him, only for more to arrive just moments later. He did boil some water on the fire however, specifically for Navia, taking the pouch Osa had given him and using the herbal blend she had told him to make sure Navia drank everyday. When it was hot enough, Théadan poured it into a flask for Navia before making his way over to her, still being occasionally harassed by the insects. "Why does this place have so many bugs?" He complained, trying not to sound like he was whining as he swatted one at his neck with his free arm. "And why are they all so attracted to me?" He offered Navia the flask with the tea meant for her. "Here. Drink." He said, "Or I fear what Osa shall have to say to me should I meet her again before our child is born."