[ Ket does notice, but he's too busy thinking like the shounen cinnamaroll he is. That said, his voice is also uncharacteristically quiet. ]

I still don't get it, Sir Minato. But I don't think I've ever been hurt that badly. [ He's not bragging. It's just how it is. ]

It's just... there's a friend I have, back home. I don't get her, either. I don't get her at all, but she acts like... aah, she's so backwards! She says she doesn't care about anything, but she fights harder than anyone, and... I don't know, Sir Minato. She won't tell me anything, but maybe... maybe, if it's like you said, she's just afraid of losing more than she already has. [ And now, for once, Ket realizes that he's been rambling. He also realizes that he's been looking at Minato's cup of noodles for CERES knows how long, so with a surprised blink, he'll turn his gaze back to his friend.

Oh, and there's that other thing. ]

Heh, she'll probably punch me for telling you all this. [ He grins despite himself, because it's not a 'probably', it's a 'definitely'. Hang in there, Len. He'll come back for you soon. ]