Micolash appears almost to protest or argue against being forced into going to this kitchen. But then that eyeless Look is leveled at he immediately shuts his mouth and ducks his head. Oops. He must have done a bad.

He follows along behind the cat and demon, fingers steepled and pointed downwards. Pensive and distracted, listening to Abysa's explanations with a frown. "You make me sound like an infant," he mumbles. Is Abysa just trying to shame him now in front of his guest? And then he absorbs the first part of the demon's statement, stopping in his tracks and shaking his hands. "I don't need to eat! I drank the glass this morning, remember?" You know, the water. The only thing he insisted he could choke down earlier today.