[ There's a hand ruffling his hair, gentle fingers brushing against his scalp as well. It feels... nice. Hm.
Minato stays leaned against Akira, head comfortably against his shoulder as he listens. His partner here was an avid fisher? Seems like Minato's luck was turning up after all. ]
You're not from Tokyo?
[ Now that he's thinking about it though, Akira does strike him as a country boy. There's that earnestness and patience about him, one that's less common among city folk. ]
...mm, I think I'll leave that to you.
[ Doing the fishing himself? No thanks... ]
...but I guess it wouldn't hurt to learn.
[ Wild cards simply can't resist the siren song of learning a new skill. ]
no subject
Minato stays leaned against Akira, head comfortably against his shoulder as he listens. His partner here was an avid fisher? Seems like Minato's luck was turning up after all. ]
You're not from Tokyo?
[ Now that he's thinking about it though, Akira does strike him as a country boy. There's that earnestness and patience about him, one that's less common among city folk. ]
...mm, I think I'll leave that to you.
[ Doing the fishing himself? No thanks... ]
...but I guess it wouldn't hurt to learn.
[ Wild cards simply can't resist the siren song of learning a new skill. ]