Talk.

A lot of the media you’ve seen demonizes them, just apparently they’re more or less a civilized people in this world. That’s.. An all around good thing, you think. A governing body over the forest you find yourself in is probably best for everyone’s safety, if they’re largely ambivalent towards you.

“Do orcs dislike humans here, by any chance?” You ask, probing for some information on whether or not you should reside here for longer than possible.

The fox man cocks his head at you, your query seemingly confusing the vulpine. “Dislike humans? Why would they?” He asks you a question back. Asking as if it’s entirely out of the question for that to be the case. “No. Orcs like humans.”

You breathe a slight sigh of relief, happy to know you’re not in enemy territory. “Ah, I see! Good to know I’m not in danger!”

“You're not from here. Orc people love humans. Many of them find human males attractive, too. If you want to find a mate it is very easy for you.” He states matter of factly, more or less focused on his fishing. Though you notice his tail swishing. It seems he’s enjoying the conversation, just in his own way. It’s so cute that you’re focused on that for a small while, and not his words.