Okay, okay, fine.
Despite having three potentially life-saving new magical skills you could spend this time learning, you overwhelmingly conclude that the best course of action is to attempt making coffee, despite having no knowledge of how to do so. With any luck, getting a little more wakefulness in you will keep you from making dumb decisions, such as this one you are making right now.
Plus, depending how long this takes, you might end up having time to read a book afterwards anyway. A giant cat can hope.
They are brown! You guess that means they’re already cooked?
Yeah, it has that “burnt wood” texture.
Turn beans into juice
They are really seeds
So it’s more like making tea
Surely it can’t be that complicated?
You guess you just let it steep now, like tea? Unless you made some horrible unforeseen mistake, that was actually surprisingly easy and disaster-free.
Also, Asotil didn’t show up in the last five minutes, meaning you still have time to work on your spells.
You… haven’t really ever thought much about that.
A week ago you didn’t even know someone like you could do magic. If it had turned out all you were capable of casting was some simple little light spell, you still would’ve been overjoyed about it, and probably gone around calling yourself the Light Wizard.
But having every route suddenly open to you like this, and people asking what sort of things you’re interested in and what you want to do? It just kind of makes you realize that you don’t know. You never thought it through this deeply, since planning for something unattainable would just make you sad.
You do have a vested interest in not dying horribly. You also seem to have an increasing propensity for getting horribly injured. Plus, since it’s a new type of magic you’ve never tried, maybe it’ll be the one that clicks something inside you and makes you go “wow! This is what I want to do forever!”.
If nothing else, being a master of the healing arts at least sounds more dignified and sophisticated than being a fireball-thrower.