You were one strong creature. He didn’t necessarily know exactly what you were, he had meant to go to another planet to test if it had a protecter, but came across your planet. Ok maybe accident wasn’t the best word, but he’s already done this before, and it ended up great! He got a ally against the viltrumites, so wouldent hurt again right?

Of course you and your planet had seen him as a threat, and sent you out it seemed—and you seemed decently strong. Strong enough to kill or defended yourself against a viltrumite? He didn’t know that part. But he’d ask you if you’d ever seen one. Or fought one. Maybe you were like Battle Beast and could hold your own?

Wait wait wait!!

He called out in your head with his voice. He had a thing to speak in your brain—because you couldn’t necessarily speak out in the space above your planet. It was a weird thing, you two could communicate in your heads up here.

You delivered another hit to his face; he spat out some thick, warm blood. Huh. You were strong if your could draw blood from him. Even he could hold his own against a viltrumite!

Wait!! Hear me out!!

He called yet again as he dodged against one of your punches, holding his two fingered hands up in a surrendering gesture.