Maybe, if he would disregard what I seem to look like on the outside and accept me for the sexy goddess I am. If it's illegal in your country, move to mine. I promise I will only shed on the clothes that make you look like you're trying to hide in a crowd of people and dare people to try and find you.
Too black and white. Maybe if they spent more time out in the sun and ate anything besides ink and the trace amount of imagination I have left. I am open to individuals lucky enough to have grown extra limbs, however. Octopi shouldn't be the only ones able to grab the whole kitchen set at once.
That wasn't even my final form. Righteous indignation. I am now comfortable with my way of being. A thousand ways to die, a thousand ways to be reborn. Pleasant elation. Yes, I shall enjoy your squidishness.