Common sense says he absolutely should not drink it if he values his life. On the other hand, while Chrom sleeps his life away in one of those pods, it's his duty to maintain order within the (four awake) Shepherds and keep troop morale high and camaraderie going. And the rules of camaraderie state that it's only polite for him to at least try a sip of whatever Henry's whipped up for him before he declines the rest.
So—Frederick picks it up, visibly grimaces, and takes the tiniest sip of the drink. Maybe it'll build character, help him endure hardship.
As it turns out, the only thing it does is fill his mouth with the most foul taste he's ever witnessed in his life. He chokes, hacks, basically coughs up a lung as he tries to get the taste out of his mouth.
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Common sense says he absolutely should not drink it if he values his life. On the other hand, while Chrom sleeps his life away in one of those pods, it's his duty to maintain order within the (four awake) Shepherds and keep troop morale high and camaraderie going. And the rules of camaraderie state that it's only polite for him to at least try a sip of whatever Henry's whipped up for him before he declines the rest.
So—Frederick picks it up, visibly grimaces, and takes the tiniest sip of the drink. Maybe it'll build character, help him endure hardship.
As it turns out, the only thing it does is fill his mouth with the most foul taste he's ever witnessed in his life. He chokes, hacks, basically coughs up a lung as he tries to get the taste out of his mouth.
Someone please get him a glass of water. ]