Starkiller raised his eyebrows up. "Your choice. If you only wish to stay here, and not seek out adventure, fine be it." Starkiller confirmed pointedly. "You followed me up to this poi-" Then his eyes were caught up with something in the distance and with ease he pulled his lightsaber from where he had it clipped to his belt. In the distance his eyes caught a fierce sea creature.
"What is that?" He asked to no one particular.
Was this something he was going to have to fight? Not that he'd complain. It had been some time he had to fight and he'd welcome the practice and stress relief.
Then the man piped up. "You're not from around 'ere are ya." The man pointed out. "That there is a Gyarado. It evolves from them small little splashers Magikarp. Fierce fish they are." There was a pause. "Gyarados, not Magikarp."
Starkiller glanced back to the woman with him, with a wide devilish smile. "I'm going to bring one back." One of the beasts. Not that one specifically, but something.