[ The words are out of his mouth before he can even think about what he's saying. His steps are hurried, rushing over to Minato. He doesn't try and pull him further away, but he gets the sudden feeling, like anyone else getting close to that sword puts him more on edge than anything else. He can't place why, and he doesn't know how to even explain his reaction. ]
...Sorry. I— [ He swallows a breath. ] I... I don't... know why but I think I do...?
[ It sounds crazy when he puts it like that. How can he know and not know...? It doesn't make any sense. But he can't take his eyes off the blade. It is in remarkably good condition. Perhaps a bit worse for wear, certainly, but well-loved and well-maintained. He can't quite push himself over the line just yet, but he wants to touch it. ]
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[ The words are out of his mouth before he can even think about what he's saying. His steps are hurried, rushing over to Minato. He doesn't try and pull him further away, but he gets the sudden feeling, like anyone else getting close to that sword puts him more on edge than anything else. He can't place why, and he doesn't know how to even explain his reaction. ]
...Sorry. I— [ He swallows a breath. ] I... I don't... know why but I think I do...?
[ It sounds crazy when he puts it like that. How can he know and not know...? It doesn't make any sense. But he can't take his eyes off the blade. It is in remarkably good condition. Perhaps a bit worse for wear, certainly, but well-loved and well-maintained. He can't quite push himself over the line just yet, but he wants to touch it. ]
This is... weird, right?