[It might have been too much to hope that the Fatuus would suddenly unveil he'd noticed him acting differently around him. Kazuha thinks, at least since the Gala, he's been more obviously flirting.

He sighs, taking his own onigiri.]

If you'd just use the front door, maybe they wouldn't find you so strange... There are no other humans in the village so it probably unsettles them.

[He shifts the basket onto his arm, allowing him the freedom to hold Scaramouche's hand and eat with his other. He says a brief thanks to those who have prepared the food, then takes a bite. With a cheek stuffed with rice, he smiles at Scaramouche.

Well, if it's poisoned, then he's the taste tester then. He chews, examining the flavor critically. It's a simple pickled plum filling, and as he chews he wonders if the plums used were maybe local. They had to have been.]

Why would my neighbors give me something to attempt to kill you? Unless, they thought I'm courting you.

[He can't help the little tease, mostly because he wants to see what his reaction is.]