While Théadan had hoped the man shooing his son away from them would look upon them more kindly, and not be so quick to judge them, it quickly apparent this older man had no such intention of doing so. The expression he wore was the same angry look he had seen plenty of times since coming to Khlurios, the man still held him just as responsible as any other Mes'Mo'Tanian for what was done in the war, he even went so far as to blame deaths in his family at Théadan's feet. The painful thing was it could well be true, Théadan had no way of knowing. There would be few families that would have gone untouched by the war, and Théadan will have contributed to many of those losses be it through his own blade, or orders he had followed or given. The man had every right to be angry, and it was why Théadan said nothing. The only thing that man had wrong, was his statement to Navia, there was no shame on her, and they did very much belong together, no matter what any passing Khluri thought.<br/><br/>There was a drawn out silence for a time while the man walked away from them, eventually punctuated by Navia who simply suggested they go to bed. She like him, was clearly done with the day, it had turned out to be far more difficult than either one of them thought to anticipate. There had been more people here who did not like their being together, who were not pleased to see a Mes'Mo'Tanian among them. Perhaps this city had provided a substantial amount of soldiers for the war effort, and so felt the losses more keenly than some of the places they had been, or perhaps it was because it was larger that they were now seeing more people against their being together. It was an unpleasant thought, one Théadan did not like thinking about, but as they held hands and entered the inn, they were greeted by the many leering eyes of those who had simply watched the disturbance outside. There was no welcoming atmosphere for them here, and it went some way to make Théadan feel uncomfortable.<br/><br/>They went straight to the bedroom, ignoring the jeers and all those who watched them disappear from sight, they had quietly made their way upstairs together, Théadan following Navia, until they reached their door which he unlocked and opened for them. Everything that had happened today had clearly gotten to them both, Navia felt angry about it, her posture making that much obvious as she stormed into the room and through the burlap sac across it. Théadan on the other hand just felt sad having seen so many immediately hating him for being there among them. Their lives in Khlurios was looking likely to be more challenging than they had been willing to believe. While Navia paced, Théadan locked the door behind them, wanting to be sure they did not end up having any unwelcome guests.<br/><br/>Navia was stood in the centre of the room, regarding him for a moment, she looked angry and frustrated with everything that had happened. Théadan didn't really know what to say, it had been a hard day on them both, he wanted to give her some words of encouragement, perhaps try to reassure her things would be different in Mandira, but truthfully he had no idea if that would be the case. The words did not come, but they didn't have too, Navia made her way across the room in a few short steps, a look of intent in her eyes as she suddenly shoved him up against the door and tugged at his shirt as she swiftly followed into him, her lips locking fiercely with his as he felt that sudden pouring emotion Navia had bottled up from the day all unleashed upon him with a passionate kiss. Théadan's body was frozen in surprise for the most part, only his lips moved with hers, knowing the familiar feel of his lovers lips on his, they were quick to mirror the passion she poured into the kiss.<br/><br/>It took Théadan a moment to recover from the shock of Navia being so rough and urgent with him so suddenly, but his hands soon moved, one holding her hip, the other moving to cup her cheek as he tiled his head to the side to deepen the kiss further and enjoy the meeting of their lips. All those Khluri said they were wrong for being together, his own family thought it wrong and will have disowned him by now, but this felt right. Her lips on his, their bodies pressed together, they felt like a perfect match, and all who said otherwise were wrong, they were just wrong. The need for a breath eventually had Théadan having to push Navia back and down, he was pinned against the door and unable to lean back himself. He panted, but pressed a quick peck of a kiss to her lips in apology for needing to end it so soon. "Nobody is taking me away from you." He said softly, guessing what the need for such a powerful kiss had been. He was certain it had stemmed from that, as that was his biggest fear at the moment too. He pressed his forehead against hers and repeated it. "Nobody is taking me away from you." It was to reassure them both, to make it a certainty in both their minds, and he was quickly giving her hips a tug and guiding her back into another deep kiss, happy to remained pinned by his lover against the door.