Navia edged back towards him, her tone one of feigned reluctance, as though it was such a bother for her to walk by Théadan's side. She did press a kiss to his cheek though as some reward for his desire for them to stay close together while they explored, she also agreed to translate for him if need be, though she was encouraging of him to make his own attempts to learn Khluri and deal with the traders. They moved among the throngs of people, they did not try to push their way to the front of each crowd around every stall and tent, instead their eyes wandered over the things they found curious, but they otherwise remained only focused on trying to find their way to those selling clothes. Navia guided them over to one such vendor, the clothes looking light and soft, all of them distinctly Khluri in appearance. He rubbed at some of the fabric between finger and thumb to get a feel for it, to him it felt such clothes would easily tear, especially from the travels they had become used to during their time together.<br/><br/>For Navia however she was more discarding of the clothes due to them not being of Mes'Mo'Tanian fashion, and was soon turning away. Théadan was tempted to point out he did not have an issue with trying the Khluri fashion, that it might even be good just to try a shirt or something just as a test, rather than buying a complete Khluri outfit. He didn't have a chance to mention it however, Navia and a man were bumping into each other, with Navia stumbling back a step into him, where his hands were there to meet and steady her. Théadan's Khluri was still bad, but body language was universal, and the scowl the man wore the moment his eyes met his was evident for anyone to see. There was a disparaging remark, a familiar word Théadan had heard before, and was quickly coming to understand was always directed his way.<br/><br/>The man did not wait for a reply from Navia or him, Théadan watched him disappear off into the crowd, only to feel a tug on his hand from Navia, acting as though nothing had happened. She was already guiding them to the next stall, and Théadan knew better than to push for answers for something that had already passed. They were here to enjoy themselves after all, there was no need to bog themselves down with whatever the man had said. They were drawn to the table instead, and were beginning to peruse its wares, it had some more familiar designs to Théadan's eyes, though still more colourful than everything he was used too. But as Navia was asking if he saw something he liked, the man was back again, this time showing off a silver piece, and being very obvious in how he let his eyes run over Navia.<br/><br/>Navia had stepped closer to him, and his instinct was to wrap an arm around her back to give her what she wanted, but he was also observant to the look Navia wore, how she scowled at the man, and how he scowled back at them. She said something to him, clearly something he did not like, as a moment later he was banging shoulders with Théadan as he pushed on by. Navia then spoke up again, this time suggesting they kept the trip short, as she was 'tiring', an excuse he did not believe for one second, and one that had him letting out an irritated sigh. "Navia, we talked about this." He said, trying to be patient as he gazed down at his lover, his free arm moving to her waist to draw her to face him so they could speak for a moment. "The man glares at me, says something to you, and then returns with silver in hand only to become all the more aggravated and bump shoulders with me." It was a blunt assessment of what had happened, and he was far more interested in what had been said than the actions that had taken place, but that was problem, Navia had the full picture and he did not. "Don't pretend like it's you who tire, I need to know what goes on."<br/><br/>It would have been nice to continue on shopping as though nothing had happened, but after the last experience of people being unhappy to see him in Khlurios, Théadan wanted to know when a potential bad situation was in store for them, and Navia suggesting they rush their shopping trip did not inspire confidence. "I've been here long enough to know Avezana is an unkind word for me, and I know men well enough to know that when they leer at a woman with nothing to sell, yet offer a coin there is only going to be one thing they're asking for." He didn't want to utter what seemed all too likely what that man was trying to buy from Navia. He could handle someone being rude to him, insulting, or even bumping shoulders in an aggressive way, but he hated seeing other think less of Navia for simply choosing to be with him. "So don't pretend nothing happened just now. I need you to keep me informed so I know whether I should be cautious of that man or any others showing up."