He questioned having to share with her with such feigned surprise that Navia had to look over at him to see if he was serious, but it was too dark to make out the expression on Théadan’s face. Luckily he went on to call himself selfish and voicing a dislike for sharing, which she was pretty sure he had done in the past, so she chuckled softly and shook her head, attention returning to the window she leaned against. But then he laughed about stealing her away and she couldn’t help but laugh with him before she thought of how much good had happened to her because he had done that in the first place. Of course a lot of heartache had come as well, and they’d both been hurt and hated, but they were about to finally be in the place they’d been trying to reach for months, a place that would welcome them.<br/><br/>He came to join her and as it happened every time Théadan came near, everything that she was became aware he was close. She felt her breath quicken, her body warm, and Navia shook her head slightly, thinking of how deep she really was in her feelings for him. Saying nothing of it, she watched how the flash of lightning lit up his face along with the scenery they watched from the window, gracing her with a brief view of masculine beauty dappled with scars. He waited until the thunder courting the lightning quieted to speak and when he did, Navia began to smile, only to purse her lips together. He was right that so many people would want to know what had happened to her and while they deserved to know, she was certain to grow weary of telling the same story, especially when there were parts she would definitely want to leave out considering the pain they had gone through at times.<br/><br/>A massage was offered and even as Navia was glancing back into the darkness of the stall as if she’d be able to see the bales of hay lined up that would be their bed for the evening, Théadan was smartly throwing the idea out for another time. He still wanted to be sweet to her though, and that idea had her smirking slightly while she felt him lean over to press a kiss to her cheek. He was almost always sweet to her, she was the one who normally did the tormenting, so hearing him say he would could try was particularly humorous. She still felt muted from the upheaval of emotions she had just experienced however, and could not right away jump on such an opportunity he had presented for her to tease and toy with him. He had just been so sweet to sit with her and console her while she cried without really understand why as well; she was more inclined to snuggle up to him.<br/><br/>But he was right they were alone in the world for only one more night. When they arrived in Mandira, their lives were certain to become hectic once more. There would be people she would need to see, time that would need to be spent away from Théadan, and her life to put back in order. “I don’t know….” Navia decided to say after a moment of considering what she wanted to do, “When we get there, we could end up having to spend a few hours at a time away from each other while I put my life back together. We haven’t really had to be apart much since we’ve met…” And as she said it, she inched her arms down the windowpane, slowly putting space between them as a small glint began to form in her dark eyes, “And I’d hate for that to be a shock to us come this next few weeks. You could even start to resent me for it.” Lies, she knew. It would probably just make them all the more insistent to be together. But it was fun to try to pull herself out of her muted mood by teasing him. “Maybe we should even practice right now,” Navia finished and pushed off the windowpane to step back into the darkness of the stall, making sure to skirt around the bales of hay. Navia slipped from her khussas as she did so, knowing that she could no longer see Théadan meant he couldn’t see her, but that he would be better at finding her than she would be at staying away.