The sun and the heat is what Navia put Khlurios variety down to. They were certainly the two stand out things that really seemed to set Khlurios apart. Théadan had seen how the forest in Mes'Mo'Tan would hibernate in the winter, and then during the summers life would begin to sprout with the added warmth, trees and flowers would bloom, and the world would have a bit more life in it. There could be no doubt the sun and its warmth had an affect on that, so it seemed logical to assume for a country where it was a constant, life would be of an abundance, and so it was the case with Khlurios. Yet Navia continued to make an interesting point that he had not considered, there was more variety in the people of Mes'Mo'Tan than there were of the Khluri. It was true when it came to eyes and hair, there was a lot of variety in the appearance of Mes'Mo'Tanians, something he had not really considered much before, yet the Khluri all had quite similar features.<br/><br/>It was a curiosity to Théadan, one he would likely consider in the future, but right now he was busy enjoying his meal, and listening to Navia speak. She stumbled briefly, thinking twice about uttering the name of his brother. Théadan knew it, and understood why she chose to avoid it, it was still not long ago, and a sore subject, one Théadan did not wish to discuss further, so it did not speak as Navia swiftly moved on, picking out more fruits from the bowl, likely eating more than her share, not that he was about to stop her now he knew why that was the case. She would remain exotic to him, yes he was now in a country where he was the odd one out, where all the people shared the same bronze skin of his lover that he so loved to touch and kiss. Navia remained one of a kind in his eyes, but this talk of variety, of their own uniqueness had him wondering what traits their child would inherit from each of them. Whose skin would they have? Whose eyes?<br/><br/>The thoughts were interrupted by the fruit bowl being thrust before him, and Navia's command to take it from her before she became a fruit. It made Théadan laugh at how silly it was. "If you become a fruit be sure to make it a pineapple so I can have a taste of you." He remarked with a toothy grin, before taking the bowl and taking one of just a couple remaining pieces, and tossing it in to his mouth to chew while Navia dug around for their dessert. What was next presented before him was something Théadan had never seen before, something very white, but with a little cherry placed on top. It was kinda cute looking to his eyes as Navia explained what it was. He took a bite at her request, being sure to have the cherry with it, while taking the rest from her hand.<br/><br/>She was curious what he wanted to do next, listing off some suggestions for them while he busily chewed enjoying the mix of flavours that cake from the little chewy cake. Once he finished and swallowed his eyes briefly looked back up the steps they would have to climb if they were to leave. But after the active morning they had, he didn't much feel  like climbing back up all those steps just yet. "In a bit maybe." He replied, debating what they might do in the mean time before they made that inevitable walk back towards the spa. "I'd like to spend a little more time here with you. Perhaps we can nap here first, let the meal settle, and get some energy back after this active morning we've had." He suggested instead. They had a pretty view, were cool in the shade, and had a nice blanket to rest on. No one was going to bother them anytime soon either. This would surely be a good spot to rest a little while.<br/><br/>"I believe you said something about collecting seashells before." He reminded her, wanting to be sure she too got to do everything she wanted to do while they were here. Navia had said they she and her mother had made bracelets from the prettiest ones, perhaps they could find the prettiest ones for their child to have some day in the future. He popped the last of the little cake into his mouth and chewed, it was good, though he found he preferred the first bite with the cherry on top giving it that extra bit of juicy flavour. "This is nice." He said softly, before laying down on his back and looking up at the blue sky, bringing his hands up behind his head while he rested bare beneath the open sky, a feat he would never have been able to do back in Mes'Mo'Tan. "I like the cherry, we have them in Mes'Mo'Tan, but I don't know this grainy white stuff though."