[Minato is true to his word, walking briskly to their meeting place so that he'll be there in the specified time. There are many things weighing on his mind just then such as whether he can even protect his team mates this time, and in a way the thought of spending some time with Yu right now is soothing as he feels little need to reassure his friend of anything unless he was being completely honest.
Minato's own mask is tied to his wrist where it's both present and yet not immediately visible, and he's only begun to do so after discovering the hard way that these masks wanted to be seen, and hiding them was futile in the long run. He's been dwelling on a certain thought, on how a Persona was a reflection of one's self...what did this bloody mask say about him then?
These thoughts are relegated into the background as he catches sight of Yu leaning against the tree, staring at the pond as if it holds answers to the uncertain future. His pace picks up then, footsteps audible as he nears his friend.]
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Minato's own mask is tied to his wrist where it's both present and yet not immediately visible, and he's only begun to do so after discovering the hard way that these masks wanted to be seen, and hiding them was futile in the long run. He's been dwelling on a certain thought, on how a Persona was a reflection of one's self...what did this bloody mask say about him then?
These thoughts are relegated into the background as he catches sight of Yu leaning against the tree, staring at the pond as if it holds answers to the uncertain future. His pace picks up then, footsteps audible as he nears his friend.]
Yu-san. Hope I'm not late.