Of course Nanjo would notice that she's gone, and they had talked about how she was his senpai...
Minato's quiet for a moment, both hands shoved into his pockets as they begin to properly make their way into the woods, the trees filtering out the strange, colorless sunlight.]
... I'm okay.
[As okay as he can be, anyway, all things considered. He's worried about her, and wants her to be okay, and yet...
Most of all, he feels guilty that he never brought himself to properly say goodbye before it was too late. He was a bit too arrogant about the amount of time they'd have together, huh...?]
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Of course Nanjo would notice that she's gone, and they had talked about how she was his senpai...
Minato's quiet for a moment, both hands shoved into his pockets as they begin to properly make their way into the woods, the trees filtering out the strange, colorless sunlight.]
... I'm okay.
[As okay as he can be, anyway, all things considered. He's worried about her, and wants her to be okay, and yet...
Most of all, he feels guilty that he never brought himself to properly say goodbye before it was too late. He was a bit too arrogant about the amount of time they'd have together, huh...?]
You knew Mitsuru-senpai too, right? Are you okay?