For all that he was rude to the pet, Blaine is being exceedingly gentle with it. He sets down the milk again and spares Bruno a few long head to tail strokes as he comments on it.

"I think I'll pass, for now." The croc-dog's tail wags against his arm even after he stops petting and reaches for the coffee, also leaving his black. He savors the heat through the mug and lifts it to his face to let the scent and steam hit. Next best thing to tasting, he'll wait until he won't burn his tongue to take a drink. "You seem used to all of this. I guess it's tiresome, seeing the newbies boggle."