[ Shino hasn't even wondered about fertility here, just as it wouldn't occur to him to worry (can he even procreate, he sort of doesn't think so, if he sat down to think about it), but what does occur to him to worry about is... well, everything else right now.

He misses her darkening expression, but catches when her gaze averts. There's a question in his eyes before she replies, and it lingers after; what had she been thinking about? Too hard for him to blindly guess. ]

A bow it is.

[ He says instead, doing as promised; and what follows is, well, weird, yes, but also preserving his sense of modesty better than the sheet or a blanket alone was doing. He'd never think twice about seeing a horse or deer in their natural state, but as soon as it was his body? Too much! He can't be seen in public that way! ]

En, thank you, Konoha. I was freaking out trying to figure out what to do... or if I'd have to leave this place half dressed.

[ Other freak out thoughts: bathing, bathrooms, and... bathing. He needs his daily baths, okay?! He holds off on that, figuring there must be a bathhouse that'll work if nothing else. His mind wanders back to her averted gaze, not paired with the awkwardness or embarrassment they might have both been feeling, but something else he hadn't identified. ]

Is there anything that's been bothering you?