Ageru laughed a little when the man outright denied him the knowledge that he so sought. Things like this was so... interesting, and he wasn't going to let it drop just like that. He wanted to see this one through, and, well, also to satisfy himself. He shifted a little as he continued to smile at him nodding at the question that was meant to change the subject, "Sadly," he paused, "I'm new here as well and, well," he laughed, "I won't be the best help in this place." he glanced around the place before centering this attention back to the man, and back to what he really wanted to know.
The cat jumped up, sitting on the edge of the well and leaned against one of the wooden poles. It wasn't like the city, or meeting a ghost wasn't interesting, it was just this could be more embarrassing and a much more pressing matter for Ken. "Well," he grinned, "If you don't know your way around the city why don't you ask someone to show you around?" He might have to be a little more subtle about trying to get answers out of him, but he was never good at being such, especially when the gnosis has been activated. It would take a lot of strength to resist the cause, and it did for him, but unfortunately for Ken this request seemed almost too good to want to fight. Helping people was what he liked.
"I'm sure that you have someone in mind that you would like to spend time with." He smiled a kind smile showing off his teeth, "Someone that you would like to get to know better; a person who wouldn't mind at all showing you around a great place like this." He sighed, "I know we just met, but what harm could it be to tell a person about someone you like? I bet you will feel a ton better getting something that that off your chest" he pointed at him playfully before resting the hand on the pole. Or better yet, he could just outright tell the person he liked him. It was childish to hold it in, and asking isn't hard at all, but not many people can be as up front as this cat was.
He kept eye contact with him, trying to see what he was going to do, or what he was going to say. The eyes after all are the window to the soul. His gaze never faltered as he waited for a reply.