Alarm was immediate on Navia's features which gave Théadan all the reward he had been looking for, as Navia gasped and shoved his hand away too late, and shrieking his name. Théadan just continued to chuckle at her reaction, if there was one way he could be certain to get an instant and genuine reaction from Navia, it was to mess with her beauty in some way. She was off him quickly, rolling away from the warmth their bodies provided each other to make sure he would not do something like that again. But he had no intention, Théadan felt as though he had gotten his revenge with that, and it was likely to cool off their lust for each other long enough for them to go find this waterfall Navia so desired for them to spend some time at. All things considered, his act of revenge had worked pretty well.<br/><br/>Navia's hands were working to loosen her hair, grumbling about him having done that to her. Soon her hair was loose and around her shoulders, and her fingers were combing through it, rubbing out the majority of the sand, there were still grains caught up in it though, and unlikely to go without the help of a wash. She glared at him, Théadan snorted his amusement in response, shrugging as labelled it rude, as though none of the things she had done to antagonise him into a reaction for her entertainment wasn't also considered rude. He sat up to watch her, legs still resting out in front of him, with his hands propping him up as Navia took a couple steps away from him, her distrust that he might try something similar evident, but she needn't have worried, Théadan was already plenty satisfied with the reaction he had gotten from her.<br/><br/>The list of things she wanted to do at the waterfall apparently was increasing, though he doubted that would not be any real bad thing for him, he would likely enjoy it if anything. She paired the statement with a kick of water, sending the spray his way. Théadan had to block it with a hand to keep it from hitting anything more than his legs. She was antagoinising him yet further in his mind, they had just evened things out between each other, and now Navia was adding more splashing to it? With a groan Théadan rose to his feet, just as Navia ran off down the beach, sensing he was about to give chase. "Why is it I'm always the one chasing you?" He asked aloud, taking off in pursuit, but having done so much swimming, his muscles were still tired, so he only maintained a jog as he followed after her. "How is it never the other away around?"<br/><br/>It would be so nice just for once to be the one being chased than the chaser. Their personalities likely meant that would rarely if ever be the case. Navia was the mischievous one, she was the one who liked to create trouble for her amusement, and drag him into it. Théadan was certain most of the time it was Navia who would initiate their games, only for him to happily play along. And that was the thing, he did enjoy the games, he did enjoy chasing after her, running along the beach was no different. He had no real plan for retaliation however, his longer and stronger legs allowed him to catch up to her after a while, but he had not decided on what he would do in return for splashing him yet again. Instead Théadan reached out and grabbed her wrist, to slow her up and pull her into a stop. He wouldn't let go regardless of whether she struggled or not. "I hope you realise I'm going to get you back for every splash." He said with a good deal of certainty as he pulled her closer, and rather than find a way of getting back at her, he instead wrapped and arm around her back, his hand resting on her hip.<br/><br/>"You were completely deserving of my actions, for every bump of that basket, every splash you made, and the cheating too." Théadan said, and took her hand passing it around his back to rest on his hip, so they could walk together, hips and shoulder rubbing together."If anything I've been very lenient with you. Yet you splashed me again." He groaned as he guided them into a walking down the beach together, his head turning slightly to regard her and debate what his actions should be for someone who just could not resist provoking him at any given opportunity. "Whatever am I going to do with you?