-he carefully moves closer to him, pulling his knife halfway out of its sheath-
"Hf-"
He saw the knife
"W-Wait!"
-he narrows his eyes at him, saying nothing. He puts it back in a little-
"Wait-I-I-I'm not a t-threat, I swear!"
-he goes a little closer-
"How can I be sure... for all i know the moment i drop my weapon you could come up and try to kill me"
"But I'm not armed...!"
"and!? You can turn into a swan.. who knows what else you can do..."
"That's not-I-I...I'm cursed, ok!?"
"... prove it.."
"What-how the heck do I prove that!?"
