[ It's true. There hadn't been any time to squeeze in an explanation, not when Minato's attention immediately focused on surviving the ordeal presented to him by the tower.
There's a gentle hand laying itself atop his head. Minato looks up at Vincent, a little wide-eyed from the unexpected gesture. It's warm, reassuring. It's... nice.
The man's words are part of the recurring reminder that Minato's received lately, that there are surely those who valued him beyond the ultimate sacrifice he'd willingly paid. Vincent's declaration is yet another reminder of this.
But those final words leave him with a question: ]
...you do?
[ What, then, had Vincent willingly taken on for the sake of people he loved? ]
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There's a gentle hand laying itself atop his head. Minato looks up at Vincent, a little wide-eyed from the unexpected gesture. It's warm, reassuring. It's... nice.
The man's words are part of the recurring reminder that Minato's received lately, that there are surely those who valued him beyond the ultimate sacrifice he'd willingly paid. Vincent's declaration is yet another reminder of this.
But those final words leave him with a question: ]
...you do?
[ What, then, had Vincent willingly taken on for the sake of people he loved? ]