Orha watched him, mildly intrigued. The new pyramid looked similar to his own - which now cast a glow from all faces and corners, zeroed in on its target - but there were slight differences. The Chi flow was the least of them.
With a slow deliberateness, he set his stick down on the table and reached out to place his hand onto the device. Unlike Albel, his skin made contact. There was a warm pulse from the pyramid, not unlike when his own was activated... but still, different. "Food?" he asked both it and Albel, uncertain if the thing needed some sort of voiced command to operate.