[The whisper is barely audible, and just as quickly as her eyes fly open to confirm that he's gone-- even though she knows it in her heart he already is-- she shuts them again, squeezing tight as if to keep that mental image of him fixated at the forefront of her thoughts.
By the time she reaches the bottom of the Towers to get home, his smile has slipped and he's half turned away.
Minako does not allow herself to cry until she's back at her apartment.]
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[The whisper is barely audible, and just as quickly as her eyes fly open to confirm that he's gone-- even though she knows it in her heart he already is-- she shuts them again, squeezing tight as if to keep that mental image of him fixated at the forefront of her thoughts.
By the time she reaches the bottom of the Towers to get home, his smile has slipped and he's half turned away.
Minako does not allow herself to cry until she's back at her apartment.]