There was no outright to objection to her concerns, in fact Théadan surprised her by stating he loved her. Confusion began to take over for her worry when he repeated himself, including kisses upon her neck between the words to drive home his confidence in his words. Navia understood then, and a smile took over her features while she snuggled against him more, pleased with how he was choosing to counteract her worries with reassurances of his love for her. It had been a foolish worry to have she realized; Théadan was absolute in his love for her, just as she was for him. She loved all the different sides of him as well, and knew he knew it, but in that moment, Navia loved his patience and kindness most. Théadan had seen her nerves growing and had quite expertly calmed them and caused her heart to tug for him with the sweetness of his words.<br/><br/>He was also so wise and knew her so well, not only quelling her concerns but making her smirk humorously when he labeled himself her very handsome lover. She knew he was saying it jokingly to entertain her, but Navia believed it wholeheartedly and nodded her agreement while she listening to him, until she was smiling at the way his hand slid down to cover the very important little bump rising from her abdomen. That was likely the biggest change she had undergone since leaving Khlurios and it was still going to change her for some time yet. It was likely to be the biggest shock of all; it had been no secret she and Devam had been unable to have children. It was likely to confuse many people when it finally came to light as common knowledge. She thought to warn Théadan of that, but he was continuing on to remind her that her loved ones’ lives had also been continuing since she left.<br/><br/>Many of them could have mourned her, could have come to terms with her disappearance and said their goodbyes. In that regard, Navia felt like it was almost as if she was coming back from the dead. She had been absent from these people’s lives long enough for many of them to consider her nothing more than a memory. Even her siblings, who she was confident did not think of her in that way because she never would have for them, would have had their lives continue. If all had gone well for his wife, Yousef had a baby he was caring for and a country to help raise up from ruins. Sainan would likely have decided what he wanted to do in adulthood and was pursuing whatever that decision had been. And even when she considered her cousin, Kazim likely had been needed to focus his energy on something other than a missing relative; his country came before all else.<br/><br/>The conversations Théadan laid out were all likely to happen, though it was the last one that truly pulled Navia’s focus from all her other worries and thoughts. She had known she would have to explain how she had escaped Mes’Mo’Tan and why Théadan was with her, but their baby had thus far only been something they and Osa knew about and Navia had not considered having to tell others. It seemed to intimate to share with anyone else for the time being; she felt like she and Théadan were still marveling over it. No, knowing needed to be only theirs for a little while longer. “I don’t want to tell people right away either,” Navia agreed, the hand she had rested on Théadan’s thigh moving to join his at her abdomen. Her palm rested atop the back of his hand, her fingers resting between his so she could touch the little bump as well.<br/><br/>“We’ll know when it’s time, though I would prefer it to be after everyone has gotten used to us being around,” Navia shrugged slightly, preferring to wait until the chaos of her return had calmed, “We have some time before it becomes noticeable and I can probably wear dresses to hide it for even longer. But even then, when I can’t…well, I want to tell Yousef first.” Feeling her worries had cascaded them into a serious conversation about their future, Navia twisted her torso so her shoulder pressed against Théadan’s bare chest and she was able to look up at him. She could make out his features in the darkness, her eyes scanning his face briefly before she sighed, her free hand rising between them to brush along his cheek fondly, “I don’t know how people will receive such news and Yousef can help us figure it out. We can trust him. I want to make sure we handle it delicately though, and while I'm sure it's happened before, I’ve never heard of a Khluri having a child with a Mes’Mo’Tanian. Have you?”