A nap to regain the energy they’d spent that morning sounded perfect. Navia nodded her agreement, glancing toward the stairs they would inevitably have to ascend when it was time they left. The jungle would be hotter when they went to leave than when they’d walked through that morning as well; perhaps it was best they enjoy the cool shade and the blues of the sea and sky laid out for their pleasure. The reminder they were going to look for seashells brought her attention back to Théadan, her gaze leaving the cliff and the trees peeking out from above it. “We do need to do that before we leave,” she agreed with a smile, thinking of how much she had enjoyed doing so as a child. She’d only been allowed to take a few favorites and leave the rest on the beach where they belonged, so she figured they could do the same when they went in search of pretty shells.<br/><br/>With Théadan finishing his dessert, he laid back on the blanket and used his hands as pillows. He was quite the sight for her, lying back in the shade, naked and relaxed. “The white stuff is coconut,” Navia explained, her focus more on studying his body than anything else. Her eyes started at his legs, traveled up to take in his hips, his abdomen. “It’s a fruit with a really hard exterior that grows from some of the palm trees. When you crack it open, it has soft white fruit and a tangy juice you can drink. If you dry out the fruit and shave it down, it ends up flaky and perfect for desserts,” Navia shrugged, eyes having wandered along his chest to his arms and eventually his face while she described coconuts and their trees to Théadan. She wanted to lie down with him and enjoy the relaxed atmosphere as well, but his body called to her like it always did and she couldn’t resist at least touching him.<br/><br/>Fingertips light and brushing, they drifted along his calf and thigh closest to her. They had given over complete trust of their bodies to each other long ago, leaving Navia confident she could touch him as she pleased. “This<i>is</i>nice,” she repeated him softly, dark eyes watching as her fingers slid up his thigh slowly. She made no move to touch him more intimately however; she was not looking to stir up their lust for each other, instead allowing it to simmer in the background like it always did. With a small chuckle, she adjusted her hand and began to walk two fingers up to Théadan’s hip and to his abdomen, where they marched up the middle groove of his abdomen. “You should lie around naked more often,” she told him appreciatively, glancing up at him with a small smirk.<br/><br/>Once her hand had reached up to his chest, Navia flattened her palm to smooth it across his torso fondly as she leaned over him, blocking the view he had of the sky above them. Théadan’s lips were covered with her own for a warm kiss she allowed to linger for a beat before she pulled back immediately after to press a couple more soft kisses to his lips. After smiling down at him, Navia turned to lie back beside Théadan, her head falling to rest on his upper arm and the length of her arm snug at his side. Her other hand smoothed down the front of her body to flatten the shirt she’d pilfered from him, her eyes upon the sky above them. It was perfectly blue, with a few clouds milling about, and Navia sighed her appreciation of it. After a few long moments of contented silence, Navia glanced over at Théadan while wondering if he was lost in thoughts similar to her own. “What are you thinking about right now?” She asked softly, wanting a glimpse into his musings. She had unleashed a lot of new information for him to digest after all; she wanted to make sure he wasn't worrying too much.