Micah and Baldas looked at Pride as they waited for him to answer whether Micah could drink the coffee pol or not. Micah found it a little unexpected that Baldas would ask that. But based on Baldas' expression, Micah could tell it was done out of concern for Pride and not in consideration of himself.
Pride glanced from Baldas to Micah with a hesitant expression.
"Well… I made it with the physiology of a demon in mind, so I'm not sure what would happen. Or if you can even try and absorb it. Since I'm not sure what would happen, I would like to prohibit you from trying. But I don't want to force my opinion on you, so…."
"In that case…." Micah looked at the bowl with glossy brown liquid with bright eyes before facing Pride.
"I will listen to your advice, then. I'm pretty sure your worries aren't unfounded."
Micah smiled and reclined with his coffee cup, which was already close to empty.
