[Minato knows Yu means well when he steps close. He knows that Yu only wants to help, to understand and to empathize...
Yet he turns away, going completely still. This isn't anything to be pitied, nor is it anything that can be comforted away.]
I'm fine. [He's happy for Nanako and happy for Yu; that didn't mean he had to pretend being happy for himself.] Those were my parents...they died a long time ago. [There's a strangely rehearsed quality to his words, almost as if that's all he can say. It's sadly true in a sense in how his past is obscured, taken away by the accident.
Minato takes a step away, straightening himself a little. There's no use reminiscing about what he can't change and he knows it.]
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Yet he turns away, going completely still. This isn't anything to be pitied, nor is it anything that can be comforted away.]
I'm fine. [He's happy for Nanako and happy for Yu; that didn't mean he had to pretend being happy for himself.] Those were my parents...they died a long time ago. [There's a strangely rehearsed quality to his words, almost as if that's all he can say. It's sadly true in a sense in how his past is obscured, taken away by the accident.
Minato takes a step away, straightening himself a little. There's no use reminiscing about what he can't change and he knows it.]