[The silent treatment. Huh. Minato's unused to that since people were usually eager to say something to him, but in retrospect he should have expected that from a fellow Wild Card.
The next stretch of road is straight, and the predictability of Yu's steady steps lulls Minato further and further into dozing off. How funny then that he turns a thought in his head about the sound earlier only to realize that Yu had in fact answered his question without actually answering it- in hindsight he should have thought of that too.
With his consciousness slowly fading like fog before the sun, Minato raises his voice just by a minute volume so that he can be heard.]
You know...I've been thinking about that too. Not about that incident exactly, but we've been through a lot, haven't we? [Case in point: Volunteering to drag a drunk and half-conscious friend back to his apartment, come heaven or hell.]
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The next stretch of road is straight, and the predictability of Yu's steady steps lulls Minato further and further into dozing off. How funny then that he turns a thought in his head about the sound earlier only to realize that Yu had in fact answered his question without actually answering it- in hindsight he should have thought of that too.
With his consciousness slowly fading like fog before the sun, Minato raises his voice just by a minute volume so that he can be heard.]
You know...I've been thinking about that too. Not about that incident exactly, but we've been through a lot, haven't we? [Case in point: Volunteering to drag a drunk and half-conscious friend back to his apartment, come heaven or hell.]