Oh, he remembers. Well, at least certain parts of the evening at least before he tried to drink a whole cabinet of liquor. His memory was fuzzy to say the least. Definitely way too drunk to fully appreciate the imp's attempt to apologize to him. If they could have finished their conversion... but that incubus gentleman was a pleasant distraction.

It took everything the geotia had not to sass back. OooOoh, so now he care with someone's attempt on his life? He thought it wasn't a lowly imp's place to protect, how did he say it? Oh right, a pompous rich asshole like him. Stolas had to swallow his bitter words back down before he carefully spoke.

"I'm not sure if you've noticed since you don't have magic, but I have been stripped of all my powers. I don't know if that includes my geotian resistances. I could be harmed by anyone." Stolas snorts. Wait... in his bitterness, he did bring up a good point. Well... let's not go around playing with fire.

Quickly brushing the thought off, he doubled back around. "I'm surprised you remembered something from my 'silly little' novels. I thought you found them foolish."