[He's paralyzed to move, to refuse Ken this extremely simple gift of his presence. It's such an easy thing to do for him, Minato feels no impulse to regain his space. He's done so much more for Ken, for all of them. Something like this is easy... isn't it? Even if it's making his chest tighter and tighter, squeezing with some emotion he can't identify.
For Ken, he waits there silently nonetheless, wrestling down that unwelcome, unfamiliar feeling.]
... I know you'll be safe no matter what, [Minato says quietly, since he knows what he thinks is Ken's future back home, and he can't exactly die here,] but having you come back, and remembering everything... I'm happy.
[He doesn't look happy. Just quiet. But surely that's at least one piece of what's straining inside him.]
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For Ken, he waits there silently nonetheless, wrestling down that unwelcome, unfamiliar feeling.]
... I know you'll be safe no matter what, [Minato says quietly, since he knows what he thinks is Ken's future back home, and he can't exactly die here,] but having you come back, and remembering everything... I'm happy.
[He doesn't look happy. Just quiet. But surely that's at least one piece of what's straining inside him.]