
"I have yet to attend one of those formal human gatherings." Humans, after all, weren't too receptive to strangers during their highly important meetings. Panthalassians had little to do with the land in the first place and the few times they were mentioned, it was in ancient sea tales or mad sailor ramblings of monsters eating boats.
As for parties... Plenty. Nobody questioned the presence of a handsome stranger at a wild event, especially if it was on the beach or in a public space that anybody could attend.
Ulrich had to consider it for a moment, his head tilting ever so slightly to the side. "Do bars count as 'parties'?" He'd been to a couple, night clubs were often scarce by the beach so he didn't do those often.
"I'd be glad to see how humans party." As a king, Panthalassian events were often the tame ones. It was when he shed that title on land did things get a little wild. "I haven't been in quite a few years at this rate. I'd like to see how people have progressed, if they have at all."