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[messianic]

[ Minato immediately inclines his head into that touch, eyes fluttering as he soaks it up.

Mmm... ]

Not sure yet. I mean--I'm okay. I think we're all okay. We knew what was going to happen, so we had time to come to terms with it. So, um... I guess it's just kind of... surprising?

I'll check in with everyone after we're all done running around making sure our loved ones are okay.

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[he nods at that, eyes finally fluttering open again]

Mmm. All right.

If there's anything I can do for you guys, please let me know.

[messianic]

We were saying that about you guys.

[ His lips twitch in faint amusement. ]

That we should invite all of Echidna over to dinner after this for a cozy night. Now that you've all saved us... there's even more reason for that.

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[. . . his expression twists into puzzlement]

"All of Echidna?"

[messianic]

[ ... ? ]

Yes...? I'm sure it was really hard on all of you to have to make that decision.

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[????]

You mean-- just me, right?

[messianic]

... No. I definitely don't.

[ ....... ]

Akira. Do you not remember everyone else...? Yanli-san, and Geto-san, and everyone else?

[survivaltricks]

[CON. . . FUSED???]

Minato, I'm the only member of Echidna.

Who. . . are Yanli and Geto?

[messianic]

[ he straightens up immediately. ]

... You're definitely not.

[ what.... ]

What... what even happened in there? Why don't you remember-- no... I guess you wouldn't remember that either.

... Akira. How did you end up picking Bugbear?

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[he opens his mouth-- and pauses, brows furrowed. now he looks like he's searching his brain for the answer, but is coming up a little short]

I. . . [another pause]

. . . it's really hazy, but I knew Cerberus, Tsuchigumo, and Bugbear were in danger. . . so I chose. . . that way?

[why is it a question]

[messianic]

[ his brow furrows. ]

... How did you know that we were in danger? For a fact?

[survivaltricks]

[. . . . . . . . . . .]

I don't-- know?

[messianic]

[ WHAT DID Y'ALL DO.




Closes his eyes. A slow breath in. Okay. Focus, Minato. Put aside the near death experience. ]

... Something must've happened in that room. You don't remember the rest of Echidna... and you knew more than you were supposed to know according to the rules of the task.

[ a... trade? knowledge for knowledge? Is that even possible? ]

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[WHAT DID THEY DO INDEED!!!

That. . . doesn't make sense? My job was to choose a team to protect. What I did was within the rules of the task.

[also Minato may notice that there's a piece of paper sticking out of his pocket? hmm]

[messianic]

But... I didn't think Echidna got special information on who to protect... you said you knew what teams were in danger.

[ HMMM...

he leans over to gently pluck it from Akira's pocket. He won't read it though, just offering it back instead. ]

What's this...?

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[he's about to respond, but--]

[then Minato is plucking a piece of paper from his pocket, and now he just looks super puzzled]

Hn?

[it's a note btw]

[messianic]

[ ........ ECHIDNA WHAT DID YOU DO.

Wordlessly, Minato just offers it to Akira. ]

... This is definitely important.

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[with the same puzzlement, Akira takes the note, eyes flicking left and right as he reads it]

[. . .]

[his expression shifts notably the further he gets into the note, features falling and becoming more and more alarmed the further he gets in. and when he finishes. . .]

[he takes a deep breath]







Ah.

[THAT'S ALL??]

[messianic]

[ Minato just looks a little pained. ]

... Akira...

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[carefully folds the note and places it back into his pocket with the kind of reverence someone gives a precious heirloom]

. . . it's okay.

[haha!]

It's. . . fine.

[hahaha. . .]

I think. . . I see what happened now.

[messianic]

... Yeah. Me too.

[ ... ]

But you know... it doesn't have to be "fine".

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[. . .]

[he thinks. . . he's starting to understand that lingering feeling of sorry that he somehow can't shake]

No. Really. It's. . . fine.

[or as "fine" as something like this can be. as "fine" as it is when a wild card loses some of their precious confidants]

If I wrote myself a note, then the others must have, too. Right?

[messianic]

... I'm sure they did. And I'm sure... that you guys will come to know each other again. Those bonds haven't just disappeared.

[ ... mmmrrrr. ]

Still--still.

You don't have to be fine right now, Akira.

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Minato.

[not. . . sharp, per se, but very firm. his hands curl into fists, knuckles white]

It has to be fine.

[messianic]

[ ... he quiets for a long moment.

And then dips his head. ]

... Okay. ... If you say so.