You're not the only one. [It's murmured; Minato might have done much of what Yu did but he still can't bring himself to say that he won't make the same mistake. He lowers his stare down to the empty space between them, lingering on until it strains his neck to observe the distance that marks how they feel about each other.]

...I still can't talk about what happened to me to anyone. I thought there wasn't a point since no one could help me and I wasn't sad about dying, but I still ended up hurting people because of it. [By now Minato's settled for keeping his head down with his bangs obscuring most of his face, even knowing how futile it is from wistful he sounds.]

It's kind of selfish to bear that burden yourself, but I don't think a lot of people have been lonely like us either. It's hard to not want to give everything to your friends if not doing that means being alone again. [While knowing this wasn't true, Minato's more commenting on how they likely felt at some point. Valued, but not without some pressure to do well seeing the hopes people placed on them...something that could be quite exhilarating and terrifying at once for those who'd been leading a solitary life before.]