Urudal glanced back when he heard the other man dive under, then waited for him to come up.  He could see the stark contrast of Ilion’s pale form moving in the dark water.  He glanced down and couldn’t even see his feet.<br/><br/>He smirked a little when Ilion came up in front of him and just barely resisted grabbing him and pulling him close. He wanted to feel that lithe form against him again. “I am no pouting.” He shook his head gently. “No. No.  Not mad. Why mad?”<br/><br/>The warrior grinned at the prospect of meat and booze. That urge to hunt and kill surged through him again.  Those were a perfect combination of things to have. Now, if only sex could be added to that list.	“I would like to share this with you.  But maybe when you are done with game.”  When Urudal spoke, he wasn’t trying to be snarky or cruel, just gently trying to let Ilion know he knew he was being played.