[Somehow, hurting Blitzø unintentionally made his stomach sink more. How blind he had been. So caught up in this fantasy he concocted that he didn't stop to think. Having his privilege stripped from him, he was only being to see what 'slumming it' really was. God... he didn't want to think about being poor right now.

In all his wild imaginations about their future, it was always been him with his princely status and Blitzø being well.... Blitzø. Never in a thousand years did he imagine the real cost it would take to truly be with him. Still, if he had to throw it all away to save his life, he would do it all over again.

Stolas lowered his eyes has he lets out a heavy sigh.]

I think you sell yourself too short, Blitz. If that party had anything to show, it proves how deeply others are drawn to you.

I... I couldn't let you die for a mistake I made. Letting you use my grimoire was highly illegal and yet I permitted you to borrow it. I knew that there would be dire consequences if we were ever to be found out. Besides.... [Stolas allows himself to sneak a small peak at Blitzø.] ... no matter what we are, I'd always come in your hour of need. A world without you in it isn't one worth living.

[He offered Blitzø a sheepish grin before quickly darting his eyes away to stare back up at the same spot on the ceiling. It took everythinghe had not to start cooing at the pleasant feeling of his feathers being combed. He did, however, leaned into the touch.]

I will try not to 'over do it'. I still have my immortality but any other magical ability has been purged from me.