[And here is a Muraki that wasn't expecting someone to come running at him in the middle of the woods. Don't mind his slightly stunned expression.] So it seems.
[He reaches up to adjust his glasses, realizing too late that he wasn't wearing them, and curls hair behind his ear instead.] ...If I'm not mistaken, birds shed their feathers frequently. How is it dangerous? [Was this a joke?]
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[He reaches up to adjust his glasses, realizing too late that he wasn't wearing them, and curls hair behind his ear instead.] ...If I'm not mistaken, birds shed their feathers frequently. How is it dangerous? [Was this a joke?]