[ won't he? well, not right now at least. but fyodor stops trying to sway chuuya back and forth in provocation; instead, he withdraws his hand, unnerved at being allowed to touch so freely. or maybe he's a little miffed at not being of more concern, but in truth here as he is, is far less threatening compared to what he is at home. ]

I am tempted to, but my reasons for being here are not about you, Chuuya-san. Did you hear the rumours about a spirit in the forest?