Théadan was fully prepared to tease Navia for her mistake, the number of times she had leaped on the chance to needle him had practically made this a must for him. But that little look she had on her face of hurt pride, knowing she had made an error somewhere along the way when she was so proud of her country and finally being the one who got to decide their path to their destination. It tugged at Théadan, not enough for him to think she needed any comforting, she was not so quick to wilt under adversity, but it was enough that his initial plan to relentlessly poke fun at her for getting them lost was quickly disappearing in favour of wanting to be useful to her so she could sooner set them back on the right path and be proud and happy at herself for leading them along.<br/><br/>Dark eyes looked at his own for a long moment, considering her next move before she tried to play things off nonchalantly, acting as though there was no big problem for them, and it could all be easily resolved. Her reinterpretation of what lost was had Théadan rolling his eyes at her, and she was quickly finding a way to put some blame on his shoulders. Navia still asked for his assistance however, her fingertip tracing down along the map to follow their path. Even as Théadan sidled over to help, he couldn't resist first adding, "I don't know, I wouldn't want to be distracting for you." He listened anyway as Navia suggested to him one of two options; trek back along the path to find the way they should have gone or cut through the jungle to try and get back on the right path without losing too much time.<br/><br/>The question had Théadan scratching the scruff of his unshaven chin, considering the options and trying to think of another. He could see the map for himself however, and there clearly was no third option to be had. Pushing on down this path led to nowhere, it was abandoned or disused. Where ever it once led had probably been lost to time, though it did beg the question just where did it once go. Had they more time, more provisions, and better equipment suited for travelling through the deep jungle, unveiling such a mystery might well have appealed. As it was however turning round or cutting through the jungle seemed the only two real options. "Going back, we know the route, we can be certain to find our way and rectify the mistake, but it will cost us a good deal of time doing so." Théadan said weighing up the pro and cons of the ideas. "Cutting through the jungle, it'll likely be quicker, but with no paths there is a chance we will only get ourselves completely lost." Having no experience of what it takes to survive in the jungle or what there was to expect, the idea of getting lost in the jungle was not wholly appealing to Théadan, but then neither was trudging back for miles down a path they had already traveled with a good chance of them having to setup camp in the jungle once the sun descended from the sky.<br/><br/>Navia had asked him for his suggestion for which was best, but truthfully he had no idea. Jungles were not something he was familiar with, they were far denser and packed full of life than the forests he was acquainted with. "You're the one who knows this country, this jungle -supposedly, I think the choice should be yours in the end." Théadan couldn't resist adding it just to irk her a little for having gotten them lost like this, but in the end she was their navigator, this was her country, if anyone was to know the best choice here out of the two of them, it would be her. "If we are to try and cut through the jungle however, I would ask you consider whether there are any added dangers involved that I should be aware of, and whether our horses will be able to fit through some of the thicker foliage, as carving a path for them will add a good deal of time to our journey."