"Depends on how good a judge of character ya are." It's a droll statement, wry jesting at best, but at least he's aware this guy isn't immediately out for threats. Shouldn't hurt to tag along for a while more. Get a meal out of it.

"Uh-huh." It's what he's been doing for a while now. Following. The bow gets a pursed expression, unsure about that formality and dismissing it at the same time.

Considering the Farther Shores aren't directly connected to Trench like the more-used fishing lanes outside the city's wharf, the two are once more back in the forest. Usually Dabi takes to flight over the woods rather than walking through them like an idiot, but in this case... well he does have a literal meat shield if necessary.

The lake, however, is one he's seen from above but never actually visited... and then he gets the distinct idea Chin Yisou is not referring to a restaurant for a meal. Roughing it, huh.

"No. Hate it." Sorry, buddy, but you're looking at an odd Japanese man who hates fish. Reason for that, but not one he's going into. Dabi instead indicates the two centipedes drinking at the lake sure. "Ya sure those two ain't gonna get eaten?"