When Minato awoke, the first thing he recognized was the freezing cold. The next was that his hair had grown much, inexplicably longer. But the loose ponytail reminded him of... something. The vision that was given to them by The Sage? He had worn his hair like this then. His long fringe was all over his face now even worse than it normally was, he'd have to messily cut it when he's next able as there were better things to worry about than a neat haircut.

Minato's eyes widened at the sight of Duster, hurrying his picking himself up in relief, even wearing a rare smile, echoing Tazendra. "Duster-san! You're alright!"

If by any definition, being stranded in the middle of the snow was alright.