He waved a negligent hand, before shrugging. "Your wandering undead minions nearly killed my familiar not a week before I came to the door to politely ask you to stop sending out undead with destroy everything orders. We were attacked so many times before even getting to the front door that we got the impression that you didn't care what we came to talk about.<br/><br/>And I tend to mock and insult everyone. Myself especially. If you are so delicate that I offend you, I will attempt to desist, but I can not promise anything, being merely mortal before ascending. As such, my flaws are much harder to suppress than one such as you, who has supposedly had millennium to do so."<br/><br/>He didn't even flinch as she appeared behind him, and gently caught her hand, gallantly kissing it, and smiling at her. It was an innocuous exchange, but he had a few cells of her now, even though she had a few of his as well. "I thank you for the offer, but I think you had as much to do with the ascension as me. After all, your ritual portal had too many flaws to be stable for any length of time, even before your 'procurer' friend stabbed me in the arm, mixing my blood with the runes. You stabbing me four times in the back as I tried to hold the spell together and prevent it from exploding was simply further icing on the cake. But its not like I am bitter at all."<br/><br/>He gestured to the couches in the room, barely sparing the male a glance, before seating himself on the couch between Sharlin and Aviendha, and gestured to the empty couch opposite of his. "Would you care to join me? I would be delighted to catch up with you, compare notes of our memories of that day. I wish I could call one of my companions for another view point, but they went insane from ascending, and attacked me with such vigor I had to kill them in self defense."