( Well, by her time, it is fairly normal to gossip with trusted friends, sometimes. Not everyone had the heart for it even still, of course. But she's glad Konoha sees fit to share with her even if only in the name of advice. But the admission followed by her popping cheese in her mouth just to cover her face has Angela giggling and reaching to press her fingertips to her raised forearm, assuaging. )

I'm very glad it opened new avenues for you both and that you were able to enjoy yourself. I know it's a natural imperative, but it should still be fun, that sort of intimacy. And it should still feel nice. They're one of the most sensitive areas on one's entire body for a reason.

And I'm also pleased to see you're enjoying the cheese! It's a common dietary addition in my country. Dairy products in general are very popular from all the cows and goats in the countrysides.

( When Konoha's hastily amending her statement of asking sooner with good intentions, however, Angela's visibly confused (and amused) with a tip of her head, before finally realizing what she thought she was implying a few moments after. )

—Oh! No, it's quite all right. You certainly could have and it might have spared you some grief, but it still took a lot of courage, you know. You did things at your own pace, and there is nothing wrong with that. nor is there anything wrong with complimenting what I know of the subject. I won't deny my own personal experiences supplementing my anatomical knowledge. I'm not capable of having children as my body is, right now, and I was also not capable of maintaining a steady relationship with my work back home. I was always in danger and wouldn't want to subject anyone to that with me. It made for frequent encounters with others whenever I was lonely.