[ Ryoji calls him stupid. An unlikely sound comes from Yato then: laughter, hearty and free enough to shake him at the shoulders. Because Ryoji is right and honest enough to voice it, and because they're both so juvenile. The exhilaration of life. ]

I was heading for the river. Why, you think you own the woods? I'll come here if I want to.

[ His words are confrontational, but his tone is soft of edge. ]

So what, you've been trying to quarantine yourself?