[ So he'd handed the half-drunk coffee for Minato to help finish off.
Akira's face gets a sharp exhale from Minato, the corners of his mouth drawing themselves into a small smile. Yeah, it probably did taste pretty bad for someone who took his coffee seriously...
Minato takes one last sip of the coffee before holding it back out to Akira. ]
...it wasn't too hard. Telling them "no," I mean.
[ He looks down at his legs stretched out before him, tapping the toes of his shoes together. ]
It didn't... really do any good, but I guess -- at least I tried.
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Akira's face gets a sharp exhale from Minato, the corners of his mouth drawing themselves into a small smile. Yeah, it probably did taste pretty bad for someone who took his coffee seriously...
Minato takes one last sip of the coffee before holding it back out to Akira. ]
...it wasn't too hard. Telling them "no," I mean.
[ He looks down at his legs stretched out before him, tapping the toes of his shoes together. ]
It didn't... really do any good, but I guess -- at least I tried.