It was impossible not to feel a tug of sympathy for Ingrid, Théadan could see she was desperately unused to having to say goodbye to people, and so soon after having met both him and Navia, she wasn't prepared for today. Maybe they should have been more upfront with their intentions? Maybe it would have eased the blow she was now having to take. Théadan could see she was miserable with the thought, and was unwilling to be separated from her new friends. How she clutched at Navia and pleaded she didn't go yet was particularly heartwrenching. Brydon scooped Ingrid up in his arms, and gave the reassuring hug she so desperately needed. Her arms clutched around his neck as her breath became ragged with emotion.<br/><br/>The look Navia sent him just before she went back to retrieve everything they needed, said it all to Théadan, she hated how sad this made Ingrid, but they both had no other choice. What took Théadan offguard was Brydon's announcement they would walk with them down to the ship. "Are you sure you want to accompany us all the way to the ship?" He had to ask, both him and Maevar had wanted them gone, they were finally getting what they wanted, but Brydon wanted to drag it out for longer. Was it for Ingrid's sake? "You really don't have to, your family has done more than enough for us already."<br/><br/>"For our own peace of mind, yes we do have to." Brydon replied, as he held his daughter, rubbing her back a little to help her calm down as she grew anxious. "Besides I know someone would not forgive me if we let you both leave without a proper goodbye." He said with a small sad smile.<br/><br/>"If you're all going to walk down there with them, I'll walk a little ways ahead, and help warn you in case any guards are coming." Maevar announced, having had to watch everything unfold. That surprised Théadan, and with a glance towards Brydon, clearlt that surprised him too. Not at any point had Maevar shown any hint of being helpful towards them.<br/><br/>Brydon picked up on his intentions better than Théadan. "They're looking for a Khluri and a Mes'Mo'Tanian, they won't be looking for a group of people walking down to the docks together. I'm sure we'll be fine." He said now trying to reassure his other child.<br/><br/>Maevar gave a small shake of his head, "Even so, I'd rather take the precaution. Since you're all so deadset in disregarding caution, I suppose I'm the one who has to pick up the slack for the sake of this family." With that he opened the gate leading out on to the roads beyond the home, and set out ahead of them.<br/><br/>"When did the teenager become the responsible one?" Brydon chuckled, sparing Théadan a glance.<br/><br/>Théadan smiled in return, but his eyes caught Ingrid's. Hers looked a little red, she could well have been on the verge of tears, but he knew of a way he could help. "Hey Ingrid?" He asked softly, getting the girls attention. "Would you like to ride with me on Wyndagar's back?" That seemed to do the trick in wiping the pout of her face. "He doesn't let just anyone ride him, so far it's been only me and Navia. But I'm sure since you took such special care looking after him, he'll happily let you ride too." He said, and shifted back in the saddle slightly to make room. Then his eyes turned to Brydon as he added,"Would that be okay?"<br/><br/>"Can I?" Came Ingrid's sweet voice as she lifted her head from her father's shoulder to get permission.<br/><br/>Clearly Brydon was as much a sucker for his daughters cuteness as anyone else. He smiled and nodded his head, "Of course you can sweetness."