Davon just stood there, both of his hands holding a spear, his sword hanging from his belt, his bag on his back. There was a pause as Davon was trying to imagine how that would work.

[b]"So... let me get this straight. You want to attach to me, and by doing that, I'll be super strong? Hm..[/b]
Davon honestly thought it was kind of creepy. He just met this thing, and it wanted to attach itself onto him like a parasite. What if he would control his mind as well? Davon's cautiousness nearly got the better of him. Nearly. But his curiosity was too strong to ignore this proposition.

[i]"It's not like I get a chance like this every day."[/i]
He was a bit afraid of what would happen but they needed to get out of here, and fast. Skavard couldn't walk properly so this seemed like the only way they could safely get to safety.

[b]"Ok, whatever man. But if you try to take over my mind or something. I'll cut all six of your tentacles off and leave you here. And promise me that if I tell you to get off, you'll get off!"[/b]
Davon wasn't really sure about what to do at this point, he had a feeling that this won't be pleasant at all.
[i]"Argh! Damn it... why did I say yes? I swear this is the last time I'll agree to something so stupid!"[/i]
He closed his eyes, and made a strange grimace, bracing himself for whatever was to come next.