The massive and apparently impressive man kept a decent distance from the younger one as he listened.  A grin spread over his features as Ilion admitted he was an asshole. “Aye, yes stuck with me.”  Urudal was actually glad it happened, for the moment that is.<br/><br/>Even though he lost his ship the land was beautiful and quiet. The sounds of the planet called to him in a way he had forgotten long ago.  It would be a nice break from all the darkness of space.  He paused to gaze up at the gorgeous blueish green sky it was almost as beautiful as the pale tattooed form swimming near him.   He came back to reality with the question.  But before he could respond he was hit with water droplets.  He chuckled softly at what Ilion did next.  Even his soft laughter was something so deep and rumbly.  The young man looked startled, then splashed him.  A gesture that pulled at him.  It was flirty.  Urudal had to shove back the urge to chase and capture the prey.   This was not a hunt, was it?   Ilion had said maybe. Maybe was good.  He would take that.<br/><br/>“No one is better.  All same.  Some just like to puff up like an angry Badaakt.”  He snorted.   It was a beast from his world.   “Puff up to show dominance.”   He puffed his cheeks and flexed his shoulders to make him look  both bigger and ridiculous at the same time.  He had paused treading water which also made him sink slightly so he did not hold that long.  Urudal laughed at himself and the gesture.