[Goro was just walking around. It's a habit he has very thoroughly formed, restless energy needing a release; better to work it out with casual exercise than to snap at someone.
This is to say, the park is somewhere that he frequents. So, when he hears something that almost sounds like bird call, he immediately heads to the source of the noise, which reveals a... rather rough looking guy. And no birds.]
Excuse me, but... [He ponders the phrasing for a moment, before mentally going fuck it.] Were you cawing?
iii (or, speaking of crows...)
This is to say, the park is somewhere that he frequents. So, when he hears something that almost sounds like bird call, he immediately heads to the source of the noise, which reveals a... rather rough looking guy. And no birds.]
Excuse me, but... [He ponders the phrasing for a moment, before mentally going fuck it.] Were you cawing?