Yun casually wiped his paw on the ground before following Orais. It was good to see that Orais was staying within the school, and he gradually allowed the claws just barely peeking out to ease back into their sheaths. The discussion of drinks even provided a vaguely welcome distraction from his residual suspicion and distrust.
"I drink tea, usually chai," he allowed, trotting behind Orais and somewhat to the side. He didn't want to run into the mage and he didn't want to let him out of his sight. "Sweet but no cream. This digestive tract can't really handle it." And it was very annoying, because he liked his tea sweet and creamy and decadent and dessert-y. "Coffee stinks."
"I drink tea, usually chai," he allowed, trotting behind Orais and somewhat to the side. He didn't want to run into the mage and he didn't want to let him out of his sight. "Sweet but no cream. This digestive tract can't really handle it." And it was very annoying, because he liked his tea sweet and creamy and decadent and dessert-y. "Coffee stinks."