I'm fine. [And for now Minato is fine staying this way too, letting Yu take comfort in his presence without being seen and questioned, needed somewhere else.

Minato's voice is equally low but the most distinct part of it is how hollow it seems to sound as he lifts his wrist to look at his mask and pulls away from Yu to show it to him.] The blood's covering more than half of the mask now...the changes should be consistent with everyone else's masks. [He's staring at it all the while, a hand reaching to touch the part that's still white.] What about yours?