[ That's the problem though. It is. It is his fault, even if Sha-Ming hadn't accused him of anything. Minato lifts a hand to wipe at his eyes before returning them to his lap. He folds them anxiously, even though some tension in his shoulder eases as Sha-Ming tousles his hair. ]
I healed myself after I brought you here.
[ Just barely, given how uncooperative his Personas have been lately. He's done as poor of a job as he did with Sha-Ming. There's probably a nasty-looking scar on Sha-Ming's torso now. ]
Before you fainted, you... said you couldn't do anything "again."
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I healed myself after I brought you here.
[ Just barely, given how uncooperative his Personas have been lately. He's done as poor of a job as he did with Sha-Ming. There's probably a nasty-looking scar on Sha-Ming's torso now. ]
Before you fainted, you... said you couldn't do anything "again."