[ He doesn't press, doesn't ask why Scott is so sure of that. He can't ask, not when such unbridled grief is visible on the other teen's face. Technically, he'd also already provided an answer. It would be upsetting because the person he might someday lose is a friend. ]
...yeah.
[ It's the tiniest of acknowledgements. ]
...I guess I'd be upset too.
[ That's why he'd fought so hard, wasn't it? He hadn't cared to do so for himself, but if fighting tooth and nail while getting up over and over again meant his friends could live to see another day, Minato had done just that without a single complaint.
It makes complete sense.
Even now, the log goes untouched, other than his toe resting against it to keep it in place. ]
...It's Minato.
[ He'd managed to go this long without offering his name. Scott's done more than enough to earn it though. And despite the subject matter of their conversation, he offers the other teen a genuine smile. ]
no subject
...yeah.
[ It's the tiniest of acknowledgements. ]
...I guess I'd be upset too.
[ That's why he'd fought so hard, wasn't it? He hadn't cared to do so for himself, but if fighting tooth and nail while getting up over and over again meant his friends could live to see another day, Minato had done just that without a single complaint.
It makes complete sense.
Even now, the log goes untouched, other than his toe resting against it to keep it in place. ]
...It's Minato.
[ He'd managed to go this long without offering his name. Scott's done more than enough to earn it though. And despite the subject matter of their conversation, he offers the other teen a genuine smile. ]
You care about others. That's a good thing.