"I would have died in the crash if the little beast hadn't done... whatever it did. Something's different about these toothy tadpole-things." Did he actually know that? Of course not. He had no idea how mindflayers usually worked. But in all his time trapped next to Cazador, he'd never heard of something like this.

But he had to convince them. He didn't know this land, he hadn't left Baldur's Gate in centuries, and hunger made him weak. Sticking with the herd wasn't such a bad idea, he just needed to direct it. "And if you think that this is a threat worthy of troubling your saintly emperor," good gods, Shen Luguang was an experience already, "then why throw away an opportunity like this? Why not turn these creatures' tools against them?"