[Based on the carving and the tune, Ryoji can warrant a guess on where he got it. Kyoto, he supposes. Something to remember the place by.
So then, Ryoji wonders, how did it come to be in Minato's possession? The Ryoji in this world gave it, yes, but why? If this Ryoji is like him, then there must be an important reason. It's too precious to have been given away otherwise.
The thought alone, with all its myriad possibilities and conclusions, makes his heart ache.]
What a beautiful song.
[He says it as a whisper, afraid that his voice is too brash to break this fragile moment.
He doesn't even realize the tears forming at the corner of his eyes.]
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So then, Ryoji wonders, how did it come to be in Minato's possession? The Ryoji in this world gave it, yes, but why? If this Ryoji is like him, then there must be an important reason. It's too precious to have been given away otherwise.
The thought alone, with all its myriad possibilities and conclusions, makes his heart ache.]
What a beautiful song.
[He says it as a whisper, afraid that his voice is too brash to break this fragile moment.
He doesn't even realize the tears forming at the corner of his eyes.]