Damon's mind was buzzing. He could really become anything he wanted. For real. It was incredible. And it made him feel overjoyed. And rightly so. But at the same time, the sheer amount of options made him feel all the more dizzy and incapable of taking a decision. Even hours wouldn’t be enough! So he grabbed at the first choice that appeared appealing to him. If he was vague at first, it might offer him time to make a good choice and allow him to think more judiciously.
"I... Er..I choose..." he stammered, greatly feeling at a loss.
"Yes?..." said Madame Illusia with a wide and kind smile.
"Er... Well... I want to be a mythological creature," he said, still feeling quite self-conscious.
"What a fine choice!" laughed Madame Illusia.
She thought so indeed. In fact, it was a great classic in her transformation and she delighted in these. Among many other sorts of transformations, of course.
"So? Which one shall it be?" she says with an enthusiastic glint within her eyes.
Damon pondered a full minute before informing her of his decision out loud.