[Crow takes a long sip before he hears the most blasphemous words come out of Darin's mouth. He nearly chokes on his drink as he addresses it.]

Don't drink milk?! I'm the son of dairy farmers, I've been drinking milk since I was born! There's no way I'm going to stop drinking milk, even if it never made me taller!

[Honestly, Crow doesn't have any business drinking dairy milk anyway since it's bad for hedgehogs. So maybe he's built up some sort of immunity that it doesn't affect his singing.]

Well, there's milk in this, isn't there? The other ingredients you put in here must be helping too! What else did you bring along?