[He didn't know how to respond to that, to such blunt admittances. He had never really discussed the details of his death or his reasoning: he'd never had to. Akihiko had just known. He'd been there when Castor had gotten out of control, seen the aftermath and how badly it had affected him. This never came up in their conversations, instead just leaping straight to scathing remarks and fists. It was more comfortable that way, easier to just mutually understand rather than to prod and pry at all the reasoning and residual emotions left over by circumstances.
But Minato had a point. When he died, he had wanted for it to be over. Brows creased, still looking down at the ground as he listened and rolled the idea over in his mind. Even before he died, he wanted it to be over. But Minato had it exactly right: Death was supposed to be finite and forever, not something to be revoked as an afterthoughts. That was how people gained closure and moved on-- hell, that's how he had been able to try and move on.]
--Yeah. [It was simple, but honest. Tone quiet and even, he nodded and glanced back up.] I think that's just it. It was supposed to already be done with.
[Another awkward sort of pause, before he added:] Thanks. [For what, he wasn't fully sure yet. Proving that he wasn't just self-absorbed and suicidal, maybe. That a second shot at life being almost disappointing wasn't that strange of a stance. That he knew Minato wouldn't demand he try and follow them home, be jilted and hurt and betrayed when he didn't.]
[It was all so complicated, and they were probably both better off leaving it unsaid, not trying to articulate it. It'd just be clumsy attempts that couldn't come close.]
... You're welcome. It's something that's hard to explain.
[Well, he was out of things to say on it, and Minato assumed that if Shinjiro had any other input he would've said it already. Time to close the topic, as far as he was concerned.] While we're here, it's useless to focus on anything else, anyway.
[A nod at the simple out. It was appreciated.] We can worry 'bout that once we find a way out. Like I said, I'm here now, that's what matters.
[...Speaking of:] So we still don't got a gameplan here, do we? [It wasn't judging, but he frowned nonetheless.] Besides those stupid missions, I ain't got a clue with where to start. Those Kernos bastards did a good job if they mean to keep us here.
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But Minato had a point. When he died, he had wanted for it to be over. Brows creased, still looking down at the ground as he listened and rolled the idea over in his mind. Even before he died, he wanted it to be over. But Minato had it exactly right: Death was supposed to be finite and forever, not something to be revoked as an afterthoughts. That was how people gained closure and moved on-- hell, that's how he had been able to try and move on.]
--Yeah. [It was simple, but honest. Tone quiet and even, he nodded and glanced back up.] I think that's just it. It was supposed to already be done with.
[Another awkward sort of pause, before he added:] Thanks. [For what, he wasn't fully sure yet. Proving that he wasn't just self-absorbed and suicidal, maybe. That a second shot at life being almost disappointing wasn't that strange of a stance. That he knew Minato wouldn't demand he try and follow them home, be jilted and hurt and betrayed when he didn't.]
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... You're welcome. It's something that's hard to explain.
[Well, he was out of things to say on it, and Minato assumed that if Shinjiro had any other input he would've said it already. Time to close the topic, as far as he was concerned.] While we're here, it's useless to focus on anything else, anyway.
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[...Speaking of:] So we still don't got a gameplan here, do we? [It wasn't judging, but he frowned nonetheless.] Besides those stupid missions, I ain't got a clue with where to start. Those Kernos bastards did a good job if they mean to keep us here.