A roll of her eyes was the initial response Navia had to Théadan stating it was she who got him into trouble regularly. She knew she was often the instigator, but he was far from innocent in that aspect. The look he sent her followed by the question of whether he would need to be more considerate kept her from protesting his tease though, for it was a question she had not been prepared to answer. “I don’t see why you would need to be,” Navia said at first before frowning slightly, “At least not for a while.” She supposed at some point in the future, their games and teasing, especially the more physical ones, would need to be gentler, but that wouldn’t be for a while. As far as she was concerned, they still had plenty of time to get into whatever trouble they wanted, however they wanted before everything began to change for them.<br/><br/>A small laugh escaped Navia at the notion that her treatment of him during the evening would dictate the type of trouble she would have with him. He seemed to be trying to push her toward not wanting to toy with him while they had dinner with Baiza or met with Osa. In truth, perhaps she shouldn’t when they didn’t know Baiza well and Osa was very no-nonsense, but Navia had always enjoyed needling Théadan. It would not be very fair if she stopped specifically around people they didn’t know well, would it? Even so, that was exactly what he wanted from her and was even going so far as to say unkind words would possibly lead her to trouble when they returned to their room for the evening. She wasn’t sure if it was Théadan’s intention, but it intrigued her.<br/><br/>The spa attendant had led them down the hall, then down the stairs until they eventually reached the grand staircase back to the first floor and the front foyer where they had originally entered. She was silent through the banter, likely having been trained to tune out the chatterings of nobles unless spoken to directly. In Navia’s eyes it was an entertaining conversation to be having while they were on their way to dinner though, and she periodically glanced at the other woman’s back for a sign that she was listening. “How kind of you to warn me not to speak ill of you in case I end up in trouble with you,” Navia said to her lover sweetly after one of the times she’d looked ahead of them, “Except I do tend to enjoy being in trouble with you and I think you do as well.” She grinned up at him then, rising on her toes briefly once they reached the front foyer to press her lips to Théadan’s cheek.<br/><br/>Their guide stopped in front of a pair of tall white double doors and glanced back at them with a smile, “Lady Baiza will welcome you here.”<br/><br/>“Could we have a moment before we meet with her?” Navia asked innocently, smiling at the woman, “We can let ourselves in, but we need a minute of privacy.”<br/><br/>The attendant’s dark eyes swept over the pair of them, lingering on Théadan for a moment before she smiled and nodded. “I knew she was listening to us,” Navia chuckled as the woman opened one of the doors and stepped into the room on the other side. Once they were alone in the bright white foyer alit with large torches on the walls, Navia turned to face Théadan with a shrewd expression. “What do I get in return for speaking kindly of you to Baiza and Osa?” She asked, wanting to negotiate before they went to share their meal with Baiza, “You have to make it something better than if your kind of trouble finds me…” Navia stepped a bit closer, a hand reaching out to brush down Théadan’s chest while she thought of the times in the past where she’d toyed with him so much that he’d ‘punished’ her for it. A particular instance when she’d first called Théadan a kitten came to mind and she grinned up at him, “I might like the trouble more than the reward.”