"HEY, ICATHUL, YOU DUMB INCOMPETENT NUGGET OF EXCREMENT!  DO YOU SERIOUSLY NOT UNDERSTAND HOW STUPID THIS LINE OF ACTION IS!?  LAST TIME YOU TRIED THIS, I ENDED UP IN THIS PATHETIC WRECK OF A MEATSUIT.  A MEATSUIT SADDLED BY WHAT WAS ALREADY A LARGE NUMBER OF INSOLENT GIBBERING WRECKS OF SPIRITS, DISEMBODIED VOICES, AND WHATEVER ELSE MANNER OF DISEMBODIED SENTIENCES YOU COWARDLY LOT ARE!  DO YOU REALLY WANT TO BE STUCK COMPETING WITH EVEN MORE!!!!

I cannot believe I've had to explain this to you."  Octavium was not happy with Icathul's decision.  He didn't want to have to compete with even more presences.  Plus, it was very cramped.  Despite the lack of grey matter between Jorde's ears...