[The signals Minato sends back when he's held by Yu are mixed, neither struggling to get away nor allowing himself to be held. He simply stands still and takes care to look away from the mirror, drawing in one quick breath to compose himself.
It would have been easy for anyone to assume that he's taking relieving the memory poorly, seeing himself staring blankly at a blazing fire that's consuming all that remains of his parents. There's some truth to that yet what Minato ends up saying has very little to do with the accident itself, so quiet that it could have been but a whisper of the wind.]
...I'm sorry. [It sounds as if he's apologizing to whoever it was in that memory of his, even though Yu's much closer to him right now. A firm shake of the head follows, not wanting to dwell on the subject.] Let's go, Yu-san.
Yu;
[The signals Minato sends back when he's held by Yu are mixed, neither struggling to get away nor allowing himself to be held. He simply stands still and takes care to look away from the mirror, drawing in one quick breath to compose himself.
It would have been easy for anyone to assume that he's taking relieving the memory poorly, seeing himself staring blankly at a blazing fire that's consuming all that remains of his parents. There's some truth to that yet what Minato ends up saying has very little to do with the accident itself, so quiet that it could have been but a whisper of the wind.]
...I'm sorry. [It sounds as if he's apologizing to whoever it was in that memory of his, even though Yu's much closer to him right now. A firm shake of the head follows, not wanting to dwell on the subject.] Let's go, Yu-san.