[He'll find himself touching a surprisingly thin body beneath all those voluminous layers of clothes while Douman sputters in indignant surprise. Douman's shoulders are wide enough, but he's almost too lean thanks to his diet consisting mostly of whatever cigarettes and alcohol he can sneak in between his work. There is a wiry strength to him, but it's clear that he's not going to win his fights by brutal force alone.]

My mask -?

[A hand quickly reaches up and secures the wooden object in place, just in case the Ascian gets any funny ideas with it.]

Because not wearing it would be even more of a hassle, why else? Don't you know that it's impolite to ask a youkai about their circumstances?

[He's wildly on the defensive now, but his face is just a sensitive topic.]