Seeing a bright smile appear on Ingrids face once she was sat on Wyndagar's back was extremely satisfying for Théadan. He was glad finally being able to ride on Wyndagar was proving enough to cheer her up. She was too small to staddle Wyn, but  she could ride side saddle with a supporting hand from him around her waist. No one had yet fallen off the back of Wyndagar, but he didn't want to make any firsts today. He briefly told her how to hold Wyndagar's reins, and made sure she followed his instructions before teaching Ingrid the word to make Wyn move. Once everyone was ready they got going, heading out the gate, and down towards the docks.<br/><br/>Théadan finally had a chance to take in the town he had been staying in, and it looked pleasant, it was still gripped by winter, but the timber houses coped with it well, and they were lined up close enough together to give an impression of community. Seeing Brydon and Silva greet people they knew as they passed by only added to this idea, but Théadan was soon being distracted as Ingrid began talking to both him and Navia about Wyndagar and everything they passed. It was nice to have made such an impression on the child, though he feared come her significant birthdays she would be trying to get her parents to buy a horse for her in the future. The other of the Eyles children, Théadan briefly spotted talking to some guards a little way from them, in his own way he was helping by distracting them, even if he was doing it for his family alone.<br/><br/>It was only when they reached the marina, and they walked down on to the docks, did Théadan suddenly have an uneasy feeling in his stomach. His home soil was no longer beneath him, and with a glance back towards the land, Théadan realised he may well have taken his last step on home soil. It was a sobering thought, one that struck home as he struggled to maintain conversation with Ingrid. Thankfully the Khluri ship was in sight, and its splendour made itself so readily known with how proudly the sails portrayed animals of its country, and how some of the wood work had been carved into smooth elegant patterns. They put such time and craft into everything, each of them seemed to be artisans in their own way.<br/><br/>They stopped at the ship, and Navia went to speak to the captain, Théadan watched as they greeted her in Khluri, and the man promptly gave her a bow. Respect she had gone without in this country for far too long. He felt pleased for her, both to see that respect and to hear her speak to another in her own tongue. It had been a personal goal of Théadan's to give that back to Navia, and to see what it would be like for her in the future was heartwarming. Then she was back, and telling them they needed to be onboard in five minutes. It would be tough to fit in all their goodbyes in that time, especially for Ingrid.<br/><br/>"Then we best hurry up and get you both onboard and settled so we can say our goodbyes." Announced Brydon, as he stepped over to Wyndagar and held out his hands to take his daughter. "Come on Sweetness, they can't get Wyndagar on board with you and Théadan on his back."<br/><br/>"Noooo." She whined, "I want to stay with Wyndagar."<br/><br/>It was Silva's turn to try and coax her daughter into making things easier for them both. "He needs to be brought on to the ship Ingrid, you'll still get a chance to say goodbye."<br/><br/>"I don't want to say goodbye." She said stubbornly, but even so Brydon was picking her up off the horse, and the forlorn expression she had took all of Théadan's sympathy. She was placed down on the docks next to Silva.<br/><br/>"Hold your mothers hand, I need to help Théadan." Said Brydon as he returned to the horse to help.<br/><br/>"Come on," Silva said, taking her daughters hand and coaxing her forward, "you can walk between me and Navia." She offered, and Ingrid raised a hand to take Navia's.<br/><br/>Théadan could see the suspcious eye Brydon was staring at him with. He felt out of breath, and exhausted, and his hand remained at his wound clutching at it to try and keep the pain at bay. "Everything okay?"<br/><br/>"I'm fine," Théadan replied hiding a grimace behind a thankful smile. "Tired is all. This is just taking it out of me." He said as Brydon helped his feet out of the stirrups, before helping him down off of Wyndagar's back so the horse could be more easily guided on to the ship.<br/><br/>"Well not much further." Replied Brydon, as he helped support Théadan, and did most of the work in helping him walk up the gangway on to the ship.