[The flinch and the awkward pats made Stolas painfully aware of what he was doing. The image of Blitzø pulling away at the touch of his hand flashed in his mind and the Goetia promptly pulled his hands away. He was unsure of where they stood with one another since for him... he arrived right after the blow out with Stella. Not the most pleasant memory he wants to think about right now. Stolas knew how he felt, but as for Blitzø? The answer terrified him. And with his grimoire being as useful as a doorstop, there was nothing tethering the imp to him. Not that if it was functional that it would be much use here...

Stolas sighed softly with sadness in his eyes, his face still unveiled as he reached up to rub the feathers on the back of his neck.]

Sorry.... I am probably the last person you want to see right now.... But I promise you, I will find a way to get us back home.