Felih does come bearing a question- and he figures Matoya's expertise is the most likely to be of any use. Even so, he does tread lightly, because he knows full well how the old woman wards her cave home.

"Matoya?" he calls hesitantly after the stone slides away to allow him in, ears up and alert for any sounds. "It's- it's me. And before you ask, yes, there's an actual scientific reason I'm here." Because he also knows she doesn't generally like company, or having her time wasted. "...and I also brought tarts." He didn't actually know if bringing food was a good idea, but generally he's found people are receptive to offerings of food.

...Good gods. Matoya really is a bit more intimidating than most of the wild beasts he's had to face, he realizes, since he's acting like an anxious kit. The things he does for research.