Steady and slow, was how Théadan felt best to sumarize his progress as he climbed up the stairs. He had to go up two sets, and both were terribly steep, it required him to be patient and take his time, making use of the handholds he could use to keep himself from falling over when the boat began to lurch back in the opposite direction. Before he had only felt the motions of the ship, now he had to find his balance with them, and that was proving to be a whole new task for him. Théadan kept his feet under him, and a breath of cold fresh air, and his first peak of blue sky encouraged him to not give up, but continue his climb to the top most deck of the ship.<br/><br/>On deck Théadan paused to draw in a deep breath, and enjoy this as his first moment of being up under his own strength again. The open sea air was cold and salty, but it was no less enjoyable for him. He took in the sight of the ships sails billowing in the wind, the image of the animals stitched into them looked as though the beasts themselves were taking and almighty breath and blowing them along. After a moment admiring them, his gaze turned to find Navia, spotting the crew doing their duties instead. Their bronze skin was apparent, and for the first time he realised it was no longer Navia that would stick out in a crowd, she was still the only woman aboard the ship however, and with all the sailors being toned from years of hard sailing, her figure would be what stood out most.<br/><br/>As he turned he caught the wave from Navia, she was smiling brightly, sat atop some crates. He followed her beckoning, taking his time to close the gap as there was no need to rush anything. Théadan enjoyed the excitement in Navia's voice as she too relished seeing him up and about, and she was quickly asking him a couple of questions with the addition she had news to share with him. She moved along the crate, and offered him the seat. "No, no practicing." Théadan smiled back with a shake of his head, as his hand came to rest on the crates. "Brydon gave us strict orders for me to stay put in bed, and this time it seemed best to obey them."<br/><br/>Théadan stepped towards Navia first, and gave a quick peck of a kiss to her lips first. He had longed to be able to get up and close the distance between them, now that he could he was always going to take advantage of it. "These are the first steps I've taken, and while I feel all the better for it, my strength is still yet to return to me." He let out a tired groan as he lowered himself on to the crate beside Navia. The thought of the elderly came to his mind as he imagined this must have been how they so often felt - joints stiff, the muscles lacking their former strength, and the body feeling lethargic to react to everything. He felt more encumbered by the passage of time. Thankfully he managed to get himself sitting on the crate, and he draped an arm ofer Navia's shoulders, as much to sit by her companionably as to have someone to lean on.<br/><br/>After a moment to catch his breath after the effort it took to get up on deck, Théadan took in the view in front of them. The ocean blue stretched out, they had sailed away from the land so it was no longer on the horizon. How far had they travelled? Was the question on his mind, but it could wait. "Do you come up here first thing to catch a breath of morning fresh air?" He asked quizzically, as he took in another deep breath enjoying how different a lungful of air on the sea felt compared to one on land. "It is invigorating." He smiled, and leaned against Navia some. "What's the news you have for me?"