Micah smiled and rested his elbow on his knee.
"Great. But how about another round as we get to it?"
Pride nodded and shot up to get more coffee for himself and Micah and another bowl of coffee pol for Baldas. He came back shortly after, carrying the tray with cups and a bowl. He had a subdued grin of excitement as he looked forward to what Micah was going to say. Yet at the same time, he couldn't help but feel a little worried. Would things really be as simple as Micah made them sound?
"Now then." Micah grabbed the coffee cup and held it in his hands, enjoying the warmth and the rising aroma.
"The first thing we need to do is get you accustomed to the people of Vanitapolis."
Pride gulped at Micah's words. It seemed like his worries weren't unfounded as they had been confirmed at the very first thing Micah said.
"D-do we really have to do that?"
Pride looked up nervously at Micah as he held the coffee cup in his large hands.
"Yes."
