[ The "strange ornaments" comment goes over his head for a second; he has no argument for the meat. Listen, if he could afford to just buy the super tender juicy cutlets all the time, he would, but some people aren't made of gald okay!!! ]

Eh, it's still good eatin'. Especially if y—hey!

[ It finally clicked. ]

It's not strange, it's a wolf! You can tell what it is right away, there's nothing weird about it. I thought you said it suits me, or whatever.

[ That was how he chose to interpret whatever it was she said about it, anyway. Walking a pace ahead of her, the pout isn't visible, but it's plenty audible in his voice. ]