“Heinous?” he repeated in disbelief. “I believe you’ve been terribly misinformed… Unless you’re saying it is somehow for a demon.” The genie brought a large blue hand to his chin and rubbed it in thought. Had he not a similar conversation with another demon? No, that had been helping others. Still, it was a bizarre custom. He hummed softly. “I suppose in that case I shouldn’t have been so respectful toward you. I did not mean to offend you. However, now I know better and that I should offend you! So, in that case, I have no intention of returning your glasses, small fry! A runt like you can walk around blind, that way we can make fun of how both ugly and foolish you are.”