[WELL!! HE HAD MOSTLY JUST BEEN HERE FOR CHUUYA but boy as soon as he walks into the room, he looks like he wants to heel-face turn and march himself right back out again. Understandably, he's (rightfully) fuckin concerned about foxes after Tamamo...

He just kind of freezes near the door, his stupid lil bun ears immediately flattening back and twitching.]

—Hah, well, that depends! You won't be chasing me down to roast me up for dinner the second I turn my back, yes? No? The only answer is yes, by the way!