[ Satisfied that the other boy is a good distance away from the figurine and no longer in danger of getting wet either, Chongyun finally releases his grasp. They're still close, since there isn't much room beneath the awning, but there's still enough space between them that they aren't on top of each other.

And there's a good two feet between them and that thing. Chongyun turns his eyes back onto it with great suspicion. ]

A cursed object. I don't know what kind of curse, or who's been leaving them around ... but you don't want to break it. I'd even avoid touching it with your skin if you can.

[ Which is why he's glancing around again, still on that idea of using something as a long pair of chopsticks to pick it up off the ground with. ]