[ Yu lifts his head, something about the set of his stance sharp, focused, unhappy, his gaze still on the mirrors like he can break them with a look alone. With a short sigh through his nose, he unwinds his arm from around Minato's shoulders once the other boy is composed again.
The apology draws his attention back to his friend, and though his brow creases, he doesn't comment on it. He only nods, turning to go--
--when something flashes across the mirrors. Against his better judgment, Yu pauses reflexively, hesitating. As soon as the words Big bro... where are you? echo into the room, his face wipes of expression. He'll stay very still as the memory plays out, his eyes half-lidded. As much as he tries to hide his reaction, he just can't be impervious to watching his little sister die all over again. His hands curl spasmodically into fists. ]
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The apology draws his attention back to his friend, and though his brow creases, he doesn't comment on it. He only nods, turning to go--
--when something flashes across the mirrors. Against his better judgment, Yu pauses reflexively, hesitating. As soon as the words Big bro... where are you? echo into the room, his face wipes of expression. He'll stay very still as the memory plays out, his eyes half-lidded. As much as he tries to hide his reaction, he just can't be impervious to watching his little sister die all over again. His hands curl spasmodically into fists. ]