The hint of amusement that brightened up Navia's face was exactly what Théadan wanted to see. The look of concern was gone from her features and she was giving his arm a companionable squeeze, before they set off for their waiting meal, arms linked in a manner which they would never have been able to do in Mes'Mo'Tan. There was so many good things to come for them now that they were open about their relationship, and for Théadan it felt so liberating to finally be able to openly show such affection for Navia, and not worry what others might think.<br/><br/>When they came to the narrow doorways of the ship, Navia was of course the one to lead them inside, her fingers finding his so they intertwined. The room they entered had so much detail, so many patterns carved into the wood. This was but a merchants vessel, yet the Khluri took so much care to meticulous carve their art into it and make it look elegant. Théadan had to stand there for a moment in awe and take it all in, the beams had a running theme of the sea carved into them, who had ever done it had been meticulous, and since Risho was the owner, it occured to Théadan it was as though the captain had his very soul carved into the ship. The chandelier above drew his eye too, seeing how it moved gently back and forth relative to the rest of the boat, while the ship rode the waves was almost hypnotic. Even the table had been carved to be beautiful to the eyes.<br/><br/>The Captain Risho, who he had only met briefly when boarding was waiting for them. He smiled and gave Navia a respectful bow, calling her by their name for a duchess. Théadan had not had much time to appreciate it before, but seeing Navia being treated with respect and fondness was a sight that had been long overdue. She had endured such hardship for his sake, seeing her at home before speaking a greeting in Khluri was wonderful to see. Graciously the captain greeted him too, his accent was thick, Navia had warned him Risho knew limited common, but Théadan sensed Risho's accent was different to Navia's, though his limited knowledge of the common tongue, may have made it sound far more thick. "Good evening, Risho." Théadan said with a smile, and a grateful bow of his head. "Thank you for welcoming us to dine with you."<br/><br/>Théadan waited for Navia to lead the way, deciding it was best to follow her lead to the table, which had a wonderful assortment of food, all of which Théadan was hungry to try. He had to wait first though, remembering what Navia had told him of Khluri ettiquette, he waited for her to take a seat, then the Captain, who gestured for him to join them just a moment later. It felt odd to wait on others, a lifetime of it being the other way around had made it almost instintice to want to sit. But he was entering a new world, and Théadan knew he would have to learn to adapt to the Khluri ways. "This looks like a wonderful meal your cook has managed to make for us." He said once they sat, but dared not be the first to start putting food on his plate. There could have been any number of Khluri practices that happened next. If Navia was supposed to be the first to sit, he could only assume she was supposed to be the first to put food on her plate. "After spending the last week down in that cabin, I've been looking forward to this." He said trying his best to be friendly towards the Captain, but the man frowned and looked towards Navia for an answer.