It was probably quite predictable that Kazim would be so unyielding in his stance, Kings had a habit of digging in one a position and refusing to change their opinion. But it was still disappointing for Théadan to hear how Kazim didn't want to hear about it, that he thought Navia was ruining herself with him. Just for a moment a memory stirred from one of their earliest times together, Navia suggesting he had ruined her after being so fervent in their lovemaking. This was probably not quite what Kazim meant, but Théadan was briefly tempted to remind Navia of it for the sake of keeping their spirits up, but thought better of it. What she was talking about was important, this was the King of Khlurios, and they had to take it seriously. The legacy of Devam hung over Khlurios and Théadan both, in the eyes of all Khluri, Théadan trying to be with Navia while respecting his memory was going to be like walking a tightrope, and it sounded like that would be even more difficult with Kazim.<br/><br/>Whatever Kazim thought, he was not the one coming to speak to him, which meant Théadan could set aside any thought of trying to prove to him he was not a threat to his nation, instead he just needed to focus on proving to his advisors that they need not confine him to a cell. That was to be the first step, the rest they could begin to work out after. A man by the name of Marek Bakar was going to come to question him, and thankfully Navia had some advice for handling him. Appealing to him about his and Navia's relationship may not be an option, but at least the man respected truths, and of those Théadan had plenty to tell if Marek was willing to listen. Knowing how Navia had given him a chance in those first days together, it was a little surprising for Théadan to learn her own brother was resisting her attempts to even speak to him on the issue.<br/><br/>A small grin crept over Théadan's features as she confidently predicted her being able to wear her brother down eventually, she was persistent like that, it was a shame he wouldn't be able to be there to see it. Navia had good advice for him though should Yousef come see him, suggesting he speak of how happy together they are, and everything they've had to go through to be together. Her hand came to cup his cheek, rubbing the scruff of his beard, before telling him not to be sarcastic or bring up sex like he had on the day he had been punished by his family. She chuckled at it, and Théadan shrugged in response, thinking it wasn't likely he would be doing something like that again. "I only did that because I grew frustrated from being locked in a cell..." His words trailed off as he remembered the similarity of circumstances, and that if he remained stuck in this cell for a week, having to sleep and sit in this water, there was a good chance he would get every bit as ornery as he had been that day a couple months ago. "Ok duly noted. I'll try to keep some of my more sarcastic tendencies in the face of frustration to a minimum."  He agreed. "I'll treat anyone who speaks to me with respect, and I'll try not to step on any toes."<br/><br/>Ultimately the King of Khlurios would decide what happened to him, so it would be up to them to convince him he was here to do good, and not cause anymore harm o Khlurios. "It seems likely Kazim won't want to speak to me at all, so I guess it's mostly on you to convince your brother, and for me to convince Marek." Through them they'll begin to make progress. "If we can do that, hopefully they'll both suggest to Kazim he give me a chance and we can change his mind that way." It was a plan at least, a path towards their goal. It was impossible not to think about what he would want to do once he finally did get out of the cell, and they could be together properly, without chains or locked doors barring him from exploring the home Navia had so eagerly wanted to show him. "I have decided on what we'll have to do first once I get out of this cell and out of these chains." He said, leaning in close and drawing her in close, so their bodies could press together, and his lips could brush against her ears. "You are going to help me bathe."