[ That's why the thing that's missing is something other than Scott's eyes, nose, and mouth. ]

...no, something else --

[ It feels a little like it's staring Minato right in the face. Even so, he can't quite place a finger on it. He shakes his head. Maybe Scott's right. Maybe there isn't anything missing on him after all. ]

Never mind.

[ He lets that thought drift away. There's nothing missing from Scott. Probably.

Minato averts his gaze, pensive frown settling on his face. ]

...it feels like I'm missing something too, something that I should have all the time.

[ An article of clothing? His own set of eyewear? Surely, it couldn't be that missing nonfunctional pistol he'd kept on his desk? It's not like it was a real weapon, so he'd simply left it next to his schoolbooks. But one day, he'd returned from school and it was nowhere to be found. ]