How very rude. A slight frown slipped onto Namor's face and his smiled disappeared. "Noted." He moved his hand back at once from her and turned to walk back down towards his ship. He was mildly annoyed with her display. She better just watch herself, she was no where near his good graces just yet. That required a bed and at least few more nights. "I grow tired of these games. Do you wish for battle or peace?" He asked back at her with a quirked brow. "Because that can be arranged. And I assure you this..you won't like the outcome." It was a slight threat, but one that was necessary if she continued to test him. Even little flowers can be trampled. He took a seat along the steps and poured them both some wine. "Now then, let us have a drink." It took a few sips but his patience soon returned. "Tell me about yourself."