Much like the Guji Yae, Arro detests boredom and so while she has the niggling thorn of distress given her position, the man now clad in a white tuxedo that reveals itself to be slightly more risque upon him sitting up seems at ease. Reaching for a pair of glasses at the side table, he slips them on and turns to regard the woman with a small smirk.

Then his expression shifts to one of confusion. "Youkai...That word sounds familiar. I should know that word."

Puzzling over the word for a few seconds longer, he rolls his shoulders in a shrug and turns slightly at the edge of the bed, now sitting with one leg crossed over the other so he can study the woman a bit less awkwardly.

He lets out a small hum, stroking his chin before his pale eyes pass down her body, more appraisal than naked lust and then settles for adjusting his glasses, flicking his gaze back to her face. His tone is light, clearly amused and having, possibly, missed the danger in hers, or not caring.

"Isn't a little twist more interesting on occasion?"