Théadan had to hold in a snicker when Navia used him to balance. The crowd was too many and too thick for her to see between, so he had the pleasure of watching his lover having to rise on to her tiptoes to see the blades being put on display. Though Théadan held in his snicker, he could not stop a smirk forming on his face at Navia's expense. She didn't seem to pay much notice to it however, and the sight of weapons clearly wasn't nearly as interesting to her as it was to him. Navia was quite content to let him take in this sight while she wandered elsewhere. He trusted she wouldn't wander too far after Risho's warning, so for the time being Théadan did not worry himself with what Navia would get up to, instead his attention returned to the Marroan with his blade.<br/><br/>It rested in the sheathe while the man sat cross legged on the floor, Théadan watched with curiosity as another man brought forth something that looked a lot like wood, but hollow and tubular. There were a bunch of these bound together, and the man proceeded to demonstrate how other blades and axes chopped chunks out of them. Once he was done with that demonstration, he brought forth a fresh bundle of these wood like tubes, and set them up on a stand before the man with the sword. He stepped backwards and away, moving clear of the area, and then giving a bow to the man before him who stood and slowly walked towards the bundle. There was a flash of metal catching the sunlight, and as quick as anything, the entire top third of the bundle had been cleanly cut away. The man's sword had been drawn and swung in one swift upward cutting motion, something Théadan's own sword could not allow. It was just as quickly brought back down to slice another section of the bundle away cleanly, and again a third time, before the man neatly sheathed the blade in his practiced manner, and with a bow to all those who watched, he returned to his seated position awaiting the next demonstration.<br/><br/>It was impressive, so much so Théadan was tempted to buy one of those blades himself. There was definitely a whole new technique to be used to such a blade, it had a single edge, unlike his which had two, and it was handled with such swift and sudden movements, they did not seem to flow together in the manner he had been taught, but it was a technique that still looked devastating. Theadan had to shake his head at his own admiration of the weapon, he was done with war and fighting he had to remind himself. He did not wish to own another blade, let alone use one. After the war, and everything that happened these passed few months, from kidnapping Navia, seeing his brother die, and nearly dying himself to the Beasts blade, Théadan was well and truly done with swinging blades and taking the lives of 'enemies.' Mes'Mo'Tan may have been a war like nation, but he had left Mes'Mo'Tan, and he wanted to leave that part of his life behind with it.<br/><br/>With a sigh Théadan sighed to see if he could find Navia amongst the crowd, she wouldn't have gone far. He looked around a little, having to carefully pick a path through the people as he went. He checked the nearby stalls for any sign of her, and only stopped when he spied one area had a bunch of various exotic animals there to sell. Having seen her twice today be drawn towards animals with the desire to pet them, it seemed very likely that would be where she was. Théadan approached to see two men with skin darker than any he had seen before, one was speaking to Navia. Théadan had a big grin on his face as he approached, of course she would want to look at more animals, perhaps she wasn't joking about having a herd of sheep at their future home. "You're not feeding your fingers to yet another animal, are you?" Théadan had to ask, unable to resist the opportunity of teasing her once more as he sidled up beside her. "I swear you've been fawning over every critter we've seen since we got here." He said and spotted she was cuddling what looked like a kitten, but bigger. "What is it you've gotten a hold of this time?" He asked curiously.