" Its better to embrace ones heritage than try to hide it. I'm sure we all have our little secrets that will eventually surface. " He said with a knowing smile.

Temorin rolled his eyes and walked towards Xolia.
He stood beside her quietly, not expecting her to speak, nor intending to conduct a conversation.

She didn't say anything as she stared out into the waters.

He was beginning to think it was a good idea to dock. This town had a wonderful market place due to the merchants coming in and out of the ports. Perhaps a visit would clear their heads.

"Carlisle, It is time for us to dock if you don't mind." He said quietly, as not to disturb Xolia.

Carlisle returned a nod and went back to the ships steering, leading them towards the dock.

Not sure how Xolia would feel about bringing up the past conversation, but he didn't like her dazed look, worrying for her..
"I..uh, well..Are you alright?" He said as he attempted to comfort her, not sure what the source of her plight was.
His fingers gently grazed her arm gently as if to let her know he was there for her, despite not knowing her issues.

She flinched slightly before turning to him. " ...No. But I will be. "

He drew his hand back as she flinched, trying to keep a cool expression.
"What's the matter? Can I do anything to help?"
He really didn't like seeing her like this. In general, he hated seeing people feel hurt or frightened, especially his own wife. It made him feel like he was failing her in some way.

" it's just an old...fear of mine. " She replied quietly.

He nodded."Care to tell?"
Hopefully they'd pull in before it got awkward, but he was doing his best for the time being.