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[color=FF6347][b]"Please calm down. We'll help you so...j-just leave it to us!"[/b][/color] Tafui said before taking a massive bite out of his pork. [color=FF6347][b]"Mafhuko, whe needf tho moohve kweck!"[/b][/color] he managed before just about choking to death. Taking a solid minute to pound on his chest to keep himself from suffocating on delicious pork, Tafui would be lying on the ground on all fours panting and wheezing. 

Once he uh...remembered how to breath, he was good to go, and hurriedly packed up his gear in Cu Culinary before packing that up into his inventory. Trying to maintain an air of competence after his utterly incompotent display, and cleared his throat. [color=FF6347][b]"W-We'll help you Ma'am. Do you happen to know where these Youkai are?"[/b][/color] he asked as he tried to look confident, despite being absolutely terrified at the prospect of fighting. Pain was real here and...a druid especially could get hurt more than most. Mountain Swallow glowed with a soft amber light on his hip, the unusual weapon having sensed danger, not really knowing that the real danger to Tafui was his own incompetence. Regardless of how he or his blade felt, now was the time to move on the miko's directions. And of course, the assumption that Matsuko would follow. He couldn't do much without her, after all.