It brought a bright smile to Théadan's lips to hear Navia recall just some of the ways risk that had been natural part of their relationship had affected them in moments. Each of the ones she listed Théadan could remember the feeling of the danger that awaited them if they were caught, but how hopeless they were, how desperate they were to be completely entwined in each other. It so often pushed all reason far from their minds, and they had both been guilty of drawing in the other when their desires built up. The one she recalled of the city guard being just outside the door when she had encouraged him to keep going was a particularly good memory, and one he was tempted to point out she had not given him much of a choice, having told him to get rid of the guard or she would. Her suggestion they would have to make up more times like those in Mandira caused him to smirk as he began thinking of ways he could repay her for how she had occasionally been so provoking to him, and not always at convenient times.<br/><br/>Their journey continued on with them only needing to stop briefly for their breakfast, one they ate while they rode. There was no rushing through the jungle, and Théadan felt more comfortable than he had been in Khlurios heat, so he did not feel it necessary to take off his shirt as he had the previous days. The world was darkening earlier than usual however, and it only became apparent why when they could spot the sky through the jungles canopy, dark clouds had come their way. With the rumble of thunder following in their wake it was clear they would be storm clouds. Fortunately they had come to a clearing, one with a barn and a house that they might be able to take shelter in, just as Navia suggested, provided the owner let them.<br/><br/>Navia gave a quick kick to Vari's flanks to go racing over to the man herding sheep, the smirk she wore a clear indication she wanted to race him the short way to the man, and so Théadan was quick to give Wyndagar the call to run and catch up with them. They were back up alongside Vari and Navia quickly, with Wyndagar only pulling a little ways ahead before slowing down before reaching the man. Having two people on horseback charging up to him probably would not have done well for introductions, so it was best to slow down before they met him. When the man looked at him there was the familiar wariness Théadan had gotten used to seeing from Khluri, but thankfully there were no glares or foul words spoken his way. Instead Navia spoke, and the man was kind enough to offer them his barn.<br/><br/>"Yeah, all we need is a roof over our heads, and we've slept in a barn before." Théadan replied, just thankful they wouldn't be caught out in the rain. From the last time he was in Khlurios he could recall their storms being more intense than what he was used to back in Mes'Mo'Tan. Being inside and away from that was all they really needed and wanted, though staying in a barn did bring up memories of the previous one they had slept in, though that time they had not asked for permission to stay inside beforehand, which caused a problematic morning. "And I doubt we will have the same rude awakening that we had last time." Théadan gave a nod and spoke what little Khluri he knew to thank the farmer for letting them stay inside. Most of the sheep were already inside the barn, and with a little encouragement from both Vari and Wyndagar approaching, they soon all were, with Théadan hopping off the back of Wyn to guide him inside and find a stall for him and Vari to rest in for the night. "Come on, Wyn."<br/><br/>The sheep were in the centre of the barn, baaing at each other as they remained huddled together with nowhere else to go. There were a couple of larger stalls that would suit their horses rather than leaving them around the sheep. Théadan guided Wyn over to one of them and began removing all the gear from Wyndagar's back. It struck him how close to the end of their journey they were, that there wouldn't be any more occasions like this where they had to rely on the kindness of someone to give them shelter like they had many times throughout their journey. "How far have we travelled?" He pondered, while removing the saddle. "Over two months of travelling, by horse and by boat, it must be somewhere between two thousand or three thousand miles." Far enough that there was a drastic change in climate between that of Khlurios and Mes'Mo'Tan. "It's been quite the journey for us, with us having met so many people, some who helped, and some who didn't." They had been so fortunate to have had help from all of those who had taken them in throughout their journey. "But we're almost there."