[Shit, he didn't mean it like that. Scott frowns as he watches Minato look away, an apology already building as that weird irritation fades away. All this memory crap is really getting to him, huh?]

...No, I'm sorry-- I know what you mean. I feel like something is missing, something that I should always be wearing. It's so important, like I'd rather walk outside barefoot than leave without... whatever it is.

[He hurries to clarify, stating what's been on his mind before the topic fully fades away. If he pushes it to the side now, maybe it won't come up again and he doesn't want that. He wants to talk to someone that may understand how he's feeling; it's better than just bouncing ideas off his own head.]

But you feel the same? Is it something about your face as well? Or... what?