It's not like Anasui wants to be here but at the same time he doesn't have anything better to do. And since he doesn't particularly dislike Firepaw, Anasui has no objections to foraging mushrooms. A mundane task, sure, but something simple is just what he needs, given his headache.

The Espathra grunts to acknowledge Firepaw's presence (which is actually one of his more pleasant greetings, funnily enough).

"Not my fault you're both tiny," Anasui mutters. He doesn't say much more than that, instead looking around. He squints in the gloom, trying to see if he can spot the patch of mushrooms from here.