Minato took a deep breath in, the only audible sound he made against the sound of the trumpet. It wasn't like his usual taste in music, though his taste was rather eclectic in itself, but he liked it. He liked the feeling behind it.

It was so in tune with the violin.

Minato smiled as he listened to the performance, thankful too that even during this event--it had to be an event--even if it was only temporary, they could catch their breaths and relax. Kazuki was brilliant, needless to say. Somehow he made the moment even more peaceful and serene.