“Ah, you tried to kill me.. me too.” He nodded, “now killing won’t help.” He shook his head as he muttered.<br/><br/>He agreed to wait outside, for what else would he do?  As he waited, he tried to form a plan for what was going to come next.  Urudal knew his ship would never fly again. He sighed softly and murmured an apology.  A ship was replaceable, nothing compared to the loss of his sister, but still his heart ached at having to let go of another Lily.   He thumped a fist against the side of the Sidriel.   At least he was alive.  Staying up there would have been a death sentence.<br/><br/>The giant stood and went over to his ship and waited for Ilion to return.  He needed fresh clothes.  Dirty bloody ones were not going to help keep infection out.  "Ok. Good to know.  I need to get clean clothes. Wait?"<br/><br/>He climbed down into his ship from the Sidriel to collect his things. Ilion didn’t have to wait terribly long  before he noticed Urudal throwing things out the hatch onto the ground below.   First was a blanket with all his clothes bundled into it and tied shut.  Second was another huge sack with all the perishable food that would also survive the fall.  Lastly, he dropped down to the ground and groaned as pain shot through his leg.<br/><br/>The large man called up at Ilion.  “Ready?  Lake now or wait so I can wash on your ship? What is plan?”