The scrunching of Navia's nose made Théadan grin, enjoying how his little tease had hit the mark. A smirk of her own formed as she shot back her reply, and resumed leading them through the market. He was sorely tempted to tease her again, perhaps warning her not to wander to far should she get lost, but then the gods had a horrible habit of evening things out when one of them got to cocky, so he thought better of it. Where they walked was wide though, enough that Wyndagar continued to stay alongside, following the pull of Théadan's hand. For the time being he seemed calm around the many people milling around the market, though Théadan did spy a few eyes linger on Wyndagar, perhaps because he was a larger horse than they were used to seeing.<br/><br/>It was interesting to walk among the stalls, it was different to that in Mes'Mo'Tan, there was food stalls, and clothes, but there was also art, and jewellery. His gaze lingered on the paintings briefly as they walked by, his interest piqued by the colours on the canvas, made to form the image of mountains and a lake, with a tree in the foreground. Théadan was tempted to go over and touch it, but Navia briefly took his attention, giving him a nod towards the booth to show where she was going to go look. Their hands parted, and he briefly watched as his lover went off to inspect new clothes, hopefully she would find something to her liking.<br/><br/>Wyndagar gave a brief snort, and shake moving around and closer to Théadan, a bald elderly looking man was close by, and for a moment Théadan had wondered if he had done anything to harm Wyndagar, but the man did the familiar bow Navia had first done when she had met Wyn. Théadan's brows furrowed as he wondered what the man was up to when he lifted up his arms to reveal colourful fabrics draped over them, rich variations of the colours blue, green, red, violet and yellow were all in his possession, all of them looked very soft. He said something in Khluri Théadan could not comprehend, "I don't..." The elder man shook his head, stepping closer to Wyndagar, again speaking softly in Khluri before tossing one of the colourful fabrics over Wyn's saddle. Again he showed the fabrics draped over his arms gesturing over them. It was then Théadan understood. Wyndagar had cloth beneath his saddle to make sure it wouldn't chaff, and it sat comfortably on his back, and while soft, it was a simple cloth, dirtied by all the travelling they had seen.<br/><br/>Unsure whether a replacement was wholly necessary, Théadan still obliged the man and felt the offered fabric, it was soft to the touch, but felt more thin between thumb and finger than the cloth currently on his back. He supposed in Khlurios the extra padding for warmth was not necessary, so while it was made thick enough to be comforting for the horse, any notion of needing to help keep the horse warm was replaced with the idea of making it look pretty. "What do you think Wyn?" He asked his horse, who let out a small snort, still eyeing the man warily. The azure blue was the one that Théadan felt most drawn too, in land full of such colour, it made sense to Théadan that Wyn should get some added colour too. He picked it out among them, and the man raised three fingers. Assuming that was how much it cost, Théadan raised just his index finger in reply, he and the elder man locked eyes for a moment, and together raised two fingers. Théadan smiled and nodded in agreement, giving the merchant the coin, and taking the azure cloth, to be placed on Wyn's back later.<br/><br/>Navia called out to him at that moment, so he and Wyndagar went to where they had last saw her. Her feet had new shoes on them, making him grin at how swiftly she had succeeded in that. But her attention was on two dresses, and with a smile, she told him to pick one. Théadan's gaze flicked between her and the dresses, one teal and one a sage green. His lips crooked into a smile. "I don't think they would fit me, Navia." He couldn't resist the tease, adding= "They're not exactly my style!" He laughed before giving them a closer look. The teal's buttoned front with black leggings, or the dress made to reveal certain parts of the skin with tan lace, or an open back. Both would undoubtedly look good on Navia, but he did always have a soft spot for her clothes that showed off Navia's pretty skin. "I like this one." Théadan said, pointing to the green dress, liking how it's had no back to it. "Since you're going to be leading the way on our journey, I feel I deserve a pretty view while I follow you around." He grinned at her.