Probably better for both of them that he stopped that line of questioning, because Konoe wasn't going to contribute anything useful. Instead he looked up awkwardly-at the equally awkward human-staring him in the eye as he kept grooming his tail.

"Am I...doing something wierd? You keep. Looking at me." Konoe didn't know what to say. At least the man wasn't trying to kill him or touch him or anything, but he wasn't used to being stared at. "And I don't need a comb."