His eyebrows shot up at that.  Mild language barrier or not, Ilion had a pretty good idea of what the other man was hinting at.  His first instinct was to be repulsed.  This was supposed to be the enemy, and even if he<i>fit</i>, it wasn’t likely to be a rewarding endeavor on Ilion’s end.<br/><br/>“I wonder which one of us that’s supposed to be an insult to,” he muttered under his breath.  Though he couldn’t help but to be curious, if not downright intrigued.  It was true that he had a thing for strong men, even bordering on the savage.  Maybe it was because he liked a challenge, to be pushed to his limits in every way.  Urudal was a damned fine trophy in that area.<br/><br/>“Beautiful?  Yeah…  I’d wanted to see it up close, but this wasn’t exactly how I’d pictured visiting the surface,” he sighed, strapping his weapon to his thigh.  It didn’t look like he’d be needing to use it in the immediate future.  “I’ll see what I can do,” he agreed, opting to remain standing.  It made him feel a little better to not have to look way up at his opponent-turned-ally.  “My ship is still in the process of rebooting systems.  Everything went offline during the crash.  Probably saved part of it from frying.”<br/><br/>Ilian started pressing buttons on his com band, requesting a report from Seraph on how things were coming along.  It only took a few minutes to get something he could work with.<br/><br/>“Nearest freshwater lake is due east, right around two kilometers from here.  There might be another viable source of water closer than that, but I’d have to repair and tweak the sensors, and that might take a while.”  It was almost a guarantee that a small river or stream branched out from there, or that there was a small natural spring in the area, considering how lush it was.  The trick was in finding it.<br/><br/>He looked at the bloodied warrior at his feet and really hated that he was going to have to ask.  “Are you alright?  Your leg…”  He nodded to it.  Ilian wasn’t the type to be overly concerned with his own injuries, let alone those of others, but if he was going to be relying on this brute to get anything done, he didn’t need him getting sepsis or collapsing halfway through their return trip due to an overabundance of stubbornness and endorphins blinding Urudal to his own pain.