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Short and sharp, she shot back a question of her own before continuing on without an answer, her exasperation clear. Ruvik stayed where he was, staring up at the woman with a mixture of fear and uncertainty, though nonetheless respectful of his place here. Her offer of food was met with the smallest prick of his ears, though her tempting proposal was not immediately answered as the boy inwardly fought with himself.

He couldn't just leave empty handed.

"N-no follow," Ruvik finally said with a shake of his head after summing up a minute amount of courage. "Yuelong want to kn-know why?" He managed to raise his gaze to meet her own for a moment before it dropped back to the ground at her feet. "Why Rusalka move?"