Hulk grinned, and shrugged. Hulk did not want to fight, and nodded. "I do not want to fight. I do not like fighting."
Hulk nodded, and smiled a little, a hideous grimace-like look.
"If you want. I need to work, however. Wont be much time to talk over carving rock."
Hulk paused, then pointed to a hole smashed in the ground, that was very deep, and had a rope running into it from an anvil. "If you want, and can pull them up, there are beers down in there, in the water." Hulk didn't find wells, Hulk made temporary ones.