Okay, that joke was clever. Him and his many eyes and all. It was funny and accurate. Best of both worlds. It manage to get a small chuckle out of him. Sitting up tall with his journal in his lap, the prince inhaled deeply, beak pointed up.

"I am a Goetic Demon. A prince of Hell from the House ars Goetia. You may call me Stolas." He paused to draw in his chart before continuing. "Magic runs deep in my family and in kind, to me. Many hellborn would think twice before doing what you did. I could have turned you into stone with a glance."

If he had his full powers...