It seems like a simple question: where’d you get that feather? What’s the worst that could happen if you asked? Why… he could tell you.
A scenario. You meet an old friend, you say hello, you sit down to talk. You notice a new and unusual detail, some small trinket perhaps, like a feather. Should you ask about it? Surely the worst that can happen is that they would tell you… tonight, in “And the Chunnering Wyrm Doth Chide” on the Ghost of Dog.