[He blinks in surprise, but accepts the drink with a quiet thanks. He doesn't drink soda often, but right now, he couldn't care less. However, he doesn't open the can. Minato's words break down the wall further, and he grips the can a little tighter than necessary. As much as everything hurts, he doesn't want to break down.
He feels like he should say something, but he doesn't know what.]
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He feels like he should say something, but he doesn't know what.]