Ilion kept himself busy with his own clothes and taking in the beautiful scenery.  However, he was very aware of Urudal and everything the man did.  It was in his training, perhaps his very nature, because that was how one stayed alive, noticing things.  A small hand gesture, a suspicious glance, the move toward a concealed weapon…  There was none of that here, but Urudal was definitely hiding something from him.  And damn it, Ilion couldn’t help but be curious!  Did the brave warrior have an impressive shape there, as well?  It seemed he wasn’t destined to find out so easily, because Urudal kept himself covered the entire time.  The thing was, he couldn’t see a man of such wild nature being bashful about his body.  Did that mean he was maintaining some semblance of decency for Ilion’s sake?  The half-breed’s lips curled into a smile, and he even gave a little chuckle.  If it was true, then it was… cute.<br/><br/>He paused to look toward the man as he enjoyed the warm water.  He looked perfect like that, bare and glistening in the sunlight.  There was the shaved part of his head, too.  There was an urge to ask about it, if it was simply a style or if it had any significance, but he kept the question in.  Perhaps he'd ask later.  Urudal was a mystery.  A very powerful and delicious one.  Ilion studied him like that for a long couple of seconds, then decided that he didn’t care much for being denied that little peek.  Then formed a devious plan to get back at the man for his accidental slight.  Ilion already knew that the other thought him somewhat attractive, so he decided to see just what sort of reaction he could get.<br/><br/>Unlike his companion, Ilion undressed in full view.  He kicked out of his shoes and pushed his pants down over his hips.  He then feigned difficulty in getting them down his legs all the way and turned to brace himself on a rock with one hand, his ass on full display as he wriggled to free himself of the material.  Once he was able to kick them off at his feet, Ilion stretched victoriously and turned, the front of his body shamelessly bared to Urudal.<br/><br/>He crept to the edge of the lake, seemingly in no hurry to get in.<br/><br/>“You’re sure it’s warm enough?” he asked, stretching out a leg as if he was intending to dip his toes in to test it.  “I can’t stand cold water.”