Hythlodaeus reaches out and almost touches the shiny octopus legs that crawl onto the sand, before recalling that he's examining a person and not a creature. He pulls his hand away instead.

"Apologies. My job required I examine many critters, amongst other things, and I almost forgot myself. You save people often? Hah... that reminds me of somebody I know well."

His dearest Azem, who... he misses terribly.

"Well, bereft of others to ask questions, I shall turn my attentions to you," Grinning, he continues. "How normal is it to sprout the legs of an octopus where you're from? You're handling it remarkably well."