[Minato followed Souji into the room, quietly, respectfully, cautiously. He didn't know what to expect.
When he did see the scene though, his heart broke. It was a vast contrast against his own room.
He moved closer to the bed if he could, seeing Nanako or some phantom version of her. He had seen a picture of her from the Christmas gift that Souji had received, but again, the contrast. She wasn't the bright, lively girl that he had seen or had been told about.]
... You were so worried.
[Minato stood closer to Souji now, touching his arm.]
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When he did see the scene though, his heart broke. It was a vast contrast against his own room.
He moved closer to the bed if he could, seeing Nanako or some phantom version of her. He had seen a picture of her from the Christmas gift that Souji had received, but again, the contrast. She wasn't the bright, lively girl that he had seen or had been told about.]
... You were so worried.
[Minato stood closer to Souji now, touching his arm.]