[ Shi Qingxuan rubs at his forehead with his free hand. The orange smells nice, and the monotony of hair brushing is soothing, but this really is an issue he feels he needs to put thought into. ]

I don't know? I don't want to, but this is something I can just accept or reject. [ He lowers his hand to start holding his loose hair again. ] What would you do in my position?

[ ...Though, Shino...with Konoha... So maybe he doesn't have any such dilemma. ]