( His hand's quickly helping itself to Chicken Pets, fingers gently brushing against soft feathers — but with a measured intention. There's something almost exploratory to the gesture, examining, fingertips tapping lightly against the bird, moving from one area to another.

Shinichi's pained smile freezes in place, and the rest of him goes very still, tense and rigid. 'Are you quite alright?' really is the question of his entire life, and he can't give the true answer to it, which is of course, no, he is absolutely and positively not alright, someone please help him, his life is a horror movie.

Instead, his eyes roll up from down to his hand to look at the woman instead, because he is trying very hard not to stare as his fingers pet the chicken like he's trying to figure out what it's made of. )

Just a little jumpy, that's all! This place has kind of freaked me out..... Wow, I've never felt a chicken before! .....Okay, I'm done now!

( With that, he gives an awkward laugh and tugs his arm back as gently as he possibly can. There's a moment when his fingers stay latched onto the chicken like a spider unwilling to let something go, but then Migi finally relents, and Shinichi is drawing both his hands close to his chest. )

.....I guess we can start heading to that town now...!

( He's not well..... )