[There's another towel just in arm's reach and Naruto swipes it off the hook to pull it over his head like a shroud. They've both been quick to move on, and it's a pace that Naruto's comfortable with- a rhythm natural to his own. Through the extra layer he scrubs at his hair, a lazy attempt to dry it while he mulls the words over.]

Ano... You probably don't wanna hear it, but I guess it really doesn't seem so big to me. I've had lots of things happen to me back home where I should'a hurt real bad, [One hand lowers unconsciously, palm flat over his stomach.] but because I had the kyuubi in me, I was always able to recover fast. Actually, the only reason I died back home is cause he got pulled outta me.