It was fair to assume, Galen felt that way regarding most people. Damn them all. Most people served little usefulness if any at all. Though he really had more to say on the topic, but a higher tide seemed to interrupt her touching and his talking. The water splashing the pair of them.
Spitting a little salt water from his mouth he used a hand to wipes water from his face disapprovingly. "Well, that is fair." Starkiller conceded only for a briefest of moments. His hands now grasping her to pull her tight to him, as he walked a number of steps back, bringing the water closer to mid chest on him standing at full height. Not that he was going to, he stayed crouched allowing them to still rock in the waves while they explored this new step for them.
"Anyway," Galen went to speak more. "In Juyo, it is all offensive. Strikes and pushing forward to eradicate your opponent." Galen explained. "Similar to Mace Windu's Vaapad style, but much more offensive." Really, it was a form for the fighter to take joy in the combat and the fight.