The pause Navia had when he asked her what she and the merchant had spoken about, gave Théadan reason to be suspicious of his lover. Her demeanour shifting to one that was casting a wary eye to anyone who may have been watching them or listening. It made his brow furrow at how oddly secretive she was choosing to be. There was less foot traffic where they had stopped, but still a number of people walking around, Navia wanted privacy even from those few, electing to take his hand and guide him around to the other side of Wyndagar where they could be a little hidden away between him and a wall. The horse watched them curiously wondering what the pair was up to, but his interest soon waned when nothing more than words were exchanged. Théadan however watched Navia with curious eyes as she explained the merchant had indeed been interested in him, and to Théadan that felt like vindication that he had correctly assumed what Navia and the merchant had been up to.<br/><br/>Navia stepped closer, her words taking on a more hushed tone, for his ears only. Her hands reached to his clothes and pressed down, smoothing out the creases that had formed, and allowing her fingers to wander, before correcting the assumption Théadan thought he had correctly made. Navia explained the merchant had liked his jokes, had even thought he was charming. That all caught Théadan off guard, of all the things he had expected upon arriving in Khlurios, he had not anticipated compliments like those. It very quickly made Théadan aware that his lover was perhaps far closer in proximity, not to share secrets. Her fingers were firm on him, tracing the grooves of his chest, feeling his muscles in a familiar way. Navia rose up on to her toes, and her arms slipped around his neck, her eyes watched him, cat-like, as she explained the merchant thought he was handsome, and Navia was fortunate to share a bed with him.<br/><br/>Théadan grinned and let out a laugh, pleasantly surprised by how wrong his assumption had been. "Oh!" He said a little embarrassed but finding it funny. He smiled at his lover, noting the proximity, and how close her lips were to his, and how her eyes had looked at his lips with a familiar longing. "It appears I misread you both then." Théadan explained, feeling a little apologetic for having assumed something different. "With that mischievous smirk of yours I was so sure you were both finding something funny about me." He shrugged, and let his arms wrap around Navia's waist to support her while she stood on her tip toes, and pressed a quick kiss to her lips as a small thanks for telling him what had been said between the pair. "Must be a little paranoia setting in." He smiled at her, though realised she had not said if she had agreed with the woman or not.<br/><br/>He pressed another kiss to her lips, this time longer wanting it to be more satisfying as his hands gave her sides a small squeeze. When he allowed their lips to part, Théadan couldn't resist letting his more playful and cocky side come to the fore. "She is right though." He murmured, and pressed another, smaller, teasing kiss to her lips as he looked into Navia's dark eyes. "You are lucky to have me in your bed tonight." He grinned, knowing just how arrogant and narcissistic that sounded, but he committed to the part, with an enthusiastic, "How fortunate you are my love, to have someone who is funny, charming, and handsome." It gave  Théadan thinking of what they might get up to when night came, and they did share a bed. He was not sure if he would be able to resist teasing her a little bit more with this later. Navia had been sweet telling him this though, and that deserved another kiss.