When the other teenager looks a bit flustered, Minato shakes his head and tries to keep his voice gentle and reassuring, with a hand over his chest.
--Maybe it came with being at work, but another part of him seemed to just be adapting to how weirdly sensitive to strangers this other person was. Odd guy. Still, he didn't need to leave him a scary impression of the nurses here or something, much less other Heroes that he might end up working with in the future.
"No it's alright, you can stick with Minato. I'm more used to that, now."
After they got the clear from the guards to step into the fortified room, he quietly followed in behind the redhead, fully intending to just keep out of his way and watch over as he looked around.
What followed after was such raw emotion and heartbreak in his voice, it took him aback. He remained where he was, as Luke desperately tried to keep himself composed. But it was clear in his eyes, how much he was hurting. He had never accounted for the possibility someone new would have friends in stasis. Was this what his Moogle had feared he see?
Minato had only just met him, and yet he couldn't let him be and leave him like this. He quickly approaches him by the wall and takes a firm hold on Luke's shoulder, and looks at him in the eye.
"Listen to me: They're not dead. They're just not awake, either."
He waits, with hope--that his breathing would regulate, but if he opts to let the tears out instead, then Minato would also respect that. He keeps his hand on him, but lightens its grip and takes a few steps back, as to not make him feel too stressed from the sudden maintained contact.
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--Maybe it came with being at work, but another part of him seemed to just be adapting to how weirdly sensitive to strangers this other person was. Odd guy. Still, he didn't need to leave him a scary impression of the nurses here or something, much less other Heroes that he might end up working with in the future.
"No it's alright, you can stick with Minato. I'm more used to that, now."
After they got the clear from the guards to step into the fortified room, he quietly followed in behind the redhead, fully intending to just keep out of his way and watch over as he looked around.
What followed after was such raw emotion and heartbreak in his voice, it took him aback. He remained where he was, as Luke desperately tried to keep himself composed. But it was clear in his eyes, how much he was hurting. He had never accounted for the possibility someone new would have friends in stasis. Was this what his Moogle had feared he see?
Minato had only just met him, and yet he couldn't let him be and leave him like this. He quickly approaches him by the wall and takes a firm hold on Luke's shoulder, and looks at him in the eye.
"Listen to me: They're not dead. They're just not awake, either."
He waits, with hope--that his breathing would regulate, but if he opts to let the tears out instead, then Minato would also respect that. He keeps his hand on him, but lightens its grip and takes a few steps back, as to not make him feel too stressed from the sudden maintained contact.