As no doubt, other things were happening around him, Icarus looked up from his musing as he saw the jester moving out of the corner of his eye. Before he could really react, he watched as the jester somehow changed his outfit then took a sharp step backward as the strange being bounded right up to him and knelt. Confused, the inventor furrowed his brow and looked down slowly at the box then the ring, before his eyes widened in dismay, "What in the..." he realized suddenly that it must have been a joke but he wasn't laughing. "I decline," he said flatly as he took another step backward. "Regardless, we may have to work together in order to survive... at least I won't be bored," he muttered as he patted around his body to make a check of the tools he had at his disposal.