There was a small silence between them, with only the rain outside in the background. Their space in the barn was cosy with just them together by the window, and the darkness to the stall at their backs. Navia did eventually reply, with an 'I don't know' making Théadan look at her curiously, wondering what she meant, only for her to explain it was possible, even likely they would have to spend hour apart during the days while she put her life back together in Mandira. It was true she would likely have much to do, and many people to talk too, which only left him to wonder what he would do while she was away. How much freedom would the Khluri allow him to roam? How many would talk to him with the same kindness a handful had shown him during their journey, and how many would glare and stare at him with contempt?<br/><br/>The small smile on Navia's lips and teasing tone in her voice kept him from worrying about it. She was trying to goad him a little, making preposterous claims that he might even come to resent her a little if she had to be away for a few hours each day. There was no chance of that happening in his mind, it could be a bit of a shock to not have Navia always at his side, but it was something he was sure they would both adjust too. Navia was stepping away from the window and him, heading further back into the stall where there was no light to see, her voice carrying as she suggested they should perhaps practice. He watched as she disappeared into the dark  and behind hay bales, making it impossible to see her.<br/><br/>It was another game, one they had played a few times before, she would hide, and he would follow and try to seek her out. It was one that always ended the same way. The thought of it had him smirking as he gave her a few additional seconds to sneak herself away and make it difficult for him to find her. "What will I do with my time while you're away?" He wondered out loud as another flash of lightning went off behind him. It lit up the stall, stretching his own shadow and that of the bales of hay right across the room. In that brief moment he saw no sign of Navia however. He pushed himself to standing and began wandering over to the first bale, the light here was too dim for him to see much, just vague outlines, he had to reach out a hand to feel his way around. "Just wander the halls of the palace, perhaps explore your library and read books..." He pondered, trying to imagine what he would fill his days with.<br/><br/>They would no doubt see each other most of the time, still spend the start of their days, and their evening together. But there would be much she would need to do, and so he would have to find stuff for himself to do. What could he do in Mandira to make himself useful? Was probably the question he needed to find an answer for. "I will be terribly bored trying to find things to do for myself." Théadan admitted as his hand felt along the hay, guiding him around the bale as he circled around, before moving deeper into the stall, in search of his hidden lover. "I won't know anyone but you in Mandira. I'll have no one to keep me company, to play games with..." A small smirk played at his lips before adding, "No one to find ways of annoying me, by repeatedly bumping things into my leg...hmm perhaps it won't be so bad."