Especially when his friend and fellow protag leader is on the ground like this, from the injuries that have been inflicted on him in prison.
(This is brutality, isn't it? This is wrong, in all possible ways.)
Minato crouches next to him, hand remaining lightly on his back, and looks at him quietly, drawing in a slow breath. He has to stay calm, and support Akira here. Even if he's...well, honestly really, really pissed at whoever did this to him, whoever thought they had the right--]
... Your leg, right? What else?
[What injuries? Maybe if he looks at this clinically, from a leader's sort of perspective, it will be less infuriating (it won't, Minato knows).]
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Especially when his friend and fellow protag leader is on the ground like this, from the injuries that have been inflicted on him in prison.
(This is brutality, isn't it? This is wrong, in all possible ways.)
Minato crouches next to him, hand remaining lightly on his back, and looks at him quietly, drawing in a slow breath. He has to stay calm, and support Akira here. Even if he's...well, honestly really, really pissed at whoever did this to him, whoever thought they had the right--]
... Your leg, right? What else?
[What injuries? Maybe if he looks at this clinically, from a leader's sort of perspective, it will be less infuriating (it won't, Minato knows).]