He opened his mouth with a question, but Quin answered if with his next sentence. That and the shedding of his clothes left him at a lost of words for a few seconds. His face, already tinted darkened more at Quin's flattery. he'd left his shirt untucked to give ease to his tentacles. Being so close and what they already wanted to do had him prepared for his body to change whether he wanted it to or not. Two slid down his back and he began to shed his pants to make it easier for the others pressing against his hip. He unfasten them, tucked his thumb in the waist and his tentacles managed the rest for him. "I am quite certain I'd enjoy yours." he said and moved closer. His changed held at only four tentacles and he reached out a hand to touched him, fingertips grazing his waist before stepping in and closing the gap. He inhaled deeply, whimpering at the way his scent seemed to caress him like his eyes.  "Your voice, your kindness, your smell, it all appeals to me.  My own kind shunned me and taught me none of this.  Only you," he leaned in, hand on his cheek. Only you've shown me the most attention, more than I've ever felt."