Blackfeather Woods now, she takes your hand and she leads you to the river

His plan is to barter with her, to toss a frog at her for every answer she gives him to questions he has only half thought of. But before he can consider doing that, he's chasing after an escapee frog, and upon scooping it in to his teeth and crushing its little legs, the boy has found the rest of his offering already devoured. He huffs through his teeth and tosses that last frog at the dirt, the dull sound of it sliding in the soil punctuating her question.

Mou feels bolder now than before, but still he isn't sure what to do, what to say. So he's quiet for a moment. Thoughtful.

To seh soh-ree. He mumbles, frowning at the slaughtered frogs on the ground.