He was curious as to what might’ve been going through the larger man’s head.  Sure, Urudal was a huge stack of muscle, and his communication wasn’t the best, but Ilion could tell he was a lot more than that.  All he could see, and he could guess it was the same for most, was the surface.  He already had a fierce reputation, and pairing that with his impressive physique?  It was hard to imagine anyone being close to the guy.  Yeah.  Big, bad Urudal…  Definitely no one taming that.<br/><br/>Ilion huffed.  He’d let his mind wander again, hadn’t he?  He shook his head and kept on marching, eyes forward.  And yet he remained careful and aware of not only the possible threats in an unknown, alien forest, but the much more known threat still with him.  Ilion was still working his way around to not distrusting his companion.  It came with the unfortunate accompanying realization that the giant of a man was at risk of falling behind if he didn’t ease up the pace.  Was that torture for the hunter, knowing his prey was in better condition, currently lighter of foot and not afraid of him?  He hadn’t seemed bothered back at the lake…<br/><br/>They made it back in roughly the same time it had taken to make the trek out; thanks to knowing the way offset the inconvenience of Urudal’s slowing.  While there had not been a warning sent to him about a possible danger in the area, Ilion still gave the area a cautionary inspection before moving to stand in front of the fallen Lily.  It was always a shame to see a good piece of tech downed, and she had to have been loaded full of goodies if Urudal had built such fine fame in bringing in baddies.<br/><br/>He let out a sigh and turned to his own ship.  Still ruined.  The fury of that welled up inside of him, but he didn’t bother letting it out.  What was the use?  All he could do was get the Sidriel patched up enough to not crap out on him in the dead of space, putter into a shady space dock somewhere, and start serious repairs.<br/><br/>It was going to cost a fucking<i>fortune</i>…  So much for getting Seraph that shiny new body anytime soon.  Hopefully his dear friend would understand.<br/><br/>“Maybe it’s best if we just eat some provisions for now.  I know you’re eager to hunt and all, but it just doesn’t make sense for you to go wobbling off into a strange forest to hunt, reeking of blood that something out there might find tasty.”  He turned to look at Urudal and shrugged.  “Plenty of time to do that later, after the pain and the swelling have eased up a bit.”