It always hurt to be called a traitor, she knew it had been painful for Théadan as well when such a word had been applied to him, but the additional disrespectful terms because she was a woman was infuriating. Expression turning stonier by the instant, she listened to the angry man threaten both her and Théadan, even going so far as to telling her to leave Théadan. It was laughable in her mind that the man thought he had the power to convince her to leave Théadan’s side simply because he demanded it. The man was arrogant if not a little delusional as well. If anything, he was simply causing them to grow closer, for Théadan was already stepping nearer, preparing for a conflict if need be. She knew neither of them wanted it to come to that, but she also knew they would both do whatever was necessary to protect each other, even after an evening strained by an argument.<br/><br/>She could hear the tension in Théadan’s voice when he told the men he was through warring with Khlurios and wanted to reassure him there would be no need for him to go back to such ways, but it wasn’t the time. Their newest foes were eying them with derision and the leader of the three was stepping closer to them, his angry dark eyes focusing on the both of them. Navia was leery of the other two as well though, her gaze jumping across all three until Théadan spoke to her. He wanted to keep going and she thought it wise. Nodding, she sent another glare in the direction of the men, then turned on her heel to face away from them and start toward the inn again. “No, I don’t think they—“<br/><br/>“You don’t get to leave unless you leave without him,<i>vezya</i>!” Their newest Khluri foe called from behind them, clearly annoyed she and Théadan had chosen to ignore them. Partially to prove the man wrong and also to not fall deeper into conflict with the men, Navia started forward so she and Théadan could return to the inn and hopefully be safe from the provoking, angry Khluri men. Before she could make it too far, she felt the unfamiliar touch of a rough hand clamping around her wrist and pulling to turn her around. She stumbled, but righted herself as she turned back around, what little patience she’d been struggling to hold onto no longer present. “Do<i>not </i>touch me,” she spat at the unknown man, giving her hand a hard twist like Théadan had once taught her to free her wrist from her attacker's hold.<br/><br/>“I will if I want to,” the man laughed, glancing at the men on either side of him, “When we're finished with you, you’ll remember you belong only to Khluri men.” When he spoke next, it was a quick string of Khluri that sent the two men to leave his side and begin to advance on Théadan while he stepped forward again to try to make a grab for her.<br/><br/>“No!” Navia gasped, trying to both avoid the man’s hold and step closer to Théadan to do what she could to protect him from the other two men, “Théadan, we need—“<br/><br/>The front door of the inn swung open and the elder man Navia had seen accompanying their aggressor stepped out. Unbeknownst to them, someone had noticed the altercation beginning to take place, recognized the men, and had gone in to alert the older Khluri man. He barked only a few words in Khluri to the men and they instantly stopped. Navia glanced back at the man while stepping closer to Théadan, pressing up against his side for physical reassurance they were not to be parted. “That man is his son,” she murmured to him so he’d know, “He just told him to step away from us.” She paused when the man who had grabbed at her gestured at them angrily, more Khluri pouring from his mouth that caused Navia to bristle all over again. “And he’s angry his father stopped him from ridding the world of another Mes’Mo’Tanian soldier.” There must have been an air around Théadan that gave his past away; perhaps it was in the way he held himself. Whatever it was, it had triggered the man, but it did not appear to matter to his father. The older man pushed past the two of them to step between them and berate the three men until they began to retreat.