[Minato's quiet the entire time as they make their way back outside and away from the mirrors, half-lost in the mire of his own memories.
He's just as quiet when Yu finally tells him what's happened to the little girl in his memories, his tender expression telling of the feelings he holds for her.]
...I see. [It's something that should have been relieving to Minato and he does have a ghost of a smile flickering on his lips yet his head is bowed downwards and his shoulders slack, bangs entirely obscuring one of his eyes.
Nanako. The screeching of tires against concrete...
She's alright. A bloodied and limp hand hanging out of a broken window, against the green sky and dancing flames...
I found out the next morning that she made it through. There was no next morning for them...
These days, she's doing just fine. And there won't be one for him when this is all over.
He's not sad, jealous, bitter or angry- he only feels a void where such emotions might have existed even as he opens his mouth to speak, having felt it quiver before this.]
I'm glad to hear that, Yu-san. [For all the sincerity conveyed in his words Minato's still looking away and standing still.]
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He's just as quiet when Yu finally tells him what's happened to the little girl in his memories, his tender expression telling of the feelings he holds for her.]
...I see. [It's something that should have been relieving to Minato and he does have a ghost of a smile flickering on his lips yet his head is bowed downwards and his shoulders slack, bangs entirely obscuring one of his eyes.
Nanako.
The screeching of tires against concrete...
She's alright.
A bloodied and limp hand hanging out of a broken window, against the green sky and dancing flames...
I found out the next morning that she made it through.
There was no next morning for them...
These days, she's doing just fine.
And there won't be one for him when this is all over.
He's not sad, jealous, bitter or angry- he only feels a void where such emotions might have existed even as he opens his mouth to speak, having felt it quiver before this.]
I'm glad to hear that, Yu-san. [For all the sincerity conveyed in his words Minato's still looking away and standing still.]