"Ah, it is no trouble. It will be good to have someone using these facilities as intended. And not everyone can harbor such disdain for basic needs, Micolash, be not so sour." Abysa reaches down to rap on the top of Micolash's cage with his bony knuckles.

The kitchen is like a dream, really, not only is it well-stocked but there is plenty of counter space as well. Henry, being a cat, believes all that space is meant especially for him, and he jumps up to a countertop. At the mention of his name, he seems intent on shadowing her now, in hopes she will make good on her offer of food.

Abysa and Micolash linger just outside the door still, and the demon leans into the doorway for a quick glance about, making sure nothing is amiss. Then he turns to Micolash, leaning down to speak with him quietly and privately.

"Now do not take this as, ah, me scolding you for helping others. In that sense, you are being quite thoughtful. But ... I thought perhaps I had explained before, I keep this place and my presence hidden as to not disturb the denizens of the Nexus..." He says with a low voice, and then takes a quick moment to turn and look inside the kitchen once more.