Davon spun around and stumbled back, yet again.
[b]"What the heck? Did you just talk?[/b]
It was a very interesting feeling. The voice was very clear, male, with a perfect human accent, but Davon didn't really remember hearing anything. And the creature didn't even have a mouth! He observed it better now, the creature was actually bigger than it first seemed like, the leg which was previously trapped wasn't actually bleeding really and it didn't look that damaged, if ignoring the few cuts from the trap.
Davon stood up brushing the trash off of his butt.
[i]"I guess it's just another alien race, except that its not humanoid, i shouldn't be that surprised."[/i]
[b]"You're welcome... I guess. Errr... I'm Davon, a human, from Mars. I was dropped here just over a month ago, I used to live in a village before but it got destroyed and the villagers disappeared while I was out hunting.[/b]
Davon suddenly stopped talking. He realised he was talking too much. Probably because of the few days of solitude, and now he's trying to make friends with an octopus.
[i]"Ok well, he's not an octopus I guess. He's just not what I'm used to, he can still be nice"[/i]
[b]"Sorry, I tend to forget myself. You know, you're the first being I met on this planet who speaks my language. First of all though, let me have a look at that leg."[/b]
Davon approached the octopus guy again and took his leg to see if the trap damaged the bone at all.
[b]"Wait, you don't have any bones in your leg."[/b] He laughed and said in a strangely happy voice.
[b]"I guess that explains it, all that got damaged was tissue. The trap would've snapped my leg in half. You tough son of a bitch!"[/b]
This guy just made his day!