[She can't be upset that he's asked a deeply personal question. Their rapport came out of nowhere but she's glad for it and taking offense now wouldn't be right. Hatoko's thoughts had been curiously leaning towards wondering what this Boruto-nin was like and if he really would listen to her even though she had very little of the confidence Uchiha-san possessed.

That evaporates. Her gaze falls to her half-empty tea cup.]

A little bit.

[She bites her lip. Who else could she talk to about these feelings? Keeping them bottled up was no good.]

Uhm, would it be okay if I told you a secret?