[ "Date" was supposed to be the word to contest, and boring might actually be what this is when Minato fails to respond and is left staring at the sky, hand immovable even as Natalia crowds him. It's almost as if he doesn't notice her presence— this was what he was leading into explaining, that it must be boring because he tends to come to places like the observatory to be alone and silent— but this time, ignoring isn't a choice.
It's a memory that takes over his mind's eye, a conversation that only lasts a minute or two, but with people he doesn't know, and a moon that makes him frown, a shiver running down the back of his neck to the base of his spine. ]
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It's a memory that takes over his mind's eye, a conversation that only lasts a minute or two, but with people he doesn't know, and a moon that makes him frown, a shiver running down the back of his neck to the base of his spine. ]