Wait--what do you mean everyone forgot it happened? [Normally, the feeling of the pieces falling into place, the click as things begin to make sense, is one that Izuku loves. It just leaves him with a sense of dawning horror now.]
Then... that memory from now.... [Minato's feelings make too much sense now.]
[Minato...shrugs a little, because he doesn't know what else to do. The hardest part of dying wasn't dying--it was dying slowly, without anyone to remember with him what had happened.]
We knew it was likely that we'd all forget...
It's just that I didn't think I'd be the only one after all of that to...well, remember.
[And it was very, very lonely, even if he's striving to keep a level tone.]
[Even for someone as removed from that situation as Izuku is knows that it must have been lonely for Minato to be the only one who remembered. If all of Izuku's friends suddenly forgot the things they'd all been through, getting closer as classmates and allies on the field...he doesn't know what he would do. And Shouto... it's been Izuku biggest worry, that they might forget what they've gone through together here. To think, it isn't just a worry for Minato, but his reality, makes Izuku's heart hurt for him.
Wordlessly, he reaches for Minato's hands, holding them in his own if Minato lets him.
There's... something that he should say, he thinks, to comfort Minato, but he's drawing a blank. Nothing feels like it would be enough to convey the loss that Minato's had to face alone, after such a difficult battle. So this is all he can do for the moment.]
[... Minato willingly squeezes Izuku's hands, meeting his gaze with a small smile. There's a hint of bittersweetness to it--it would be a lie to say it wasn't hard, after all.
But even so...]
It was my choice.
I don't regret anything that happened...and I don't regret my situation, either. Okay? So... don't worry too much over it.
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Wait--what do you mean everyone forgot it happened? [Normally, the feeling of the pieces falling into place, the click as things begin to make sense, is one that Izuku loves. It just leaves him with a sense of dawning horror now.]
Then... that memory from now.... [Minato's feelings make too much sense now.]
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[Minato...shrugs a little, because he doesn't know what else to do. The hardest part of dying wasn't dying--it was dying slowly, without anyone to remember with him what had happened.]
We knew it was likely that we'd all forget...
It's just that I didn't think I'd be the only one after all of that to...well, remember.
[And it was very, very lonely, even if he's striving to keep a level tone.]
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Wordlessly, he reaches for Minato's hands, holding them in his own if Minato lets him.
There's... something that he should say, he thinks, to comfort Minato, but he's drawing a blank. Nothing feels like it would be enough to convey the loss that Minato's had to face alone, after such a difficult battle. So this is all he can do for the moment.]
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But even so...]
It was my choice.
I don't regret anything that happened...and I don't regret my situation, either. Okay? So... don't worry too much over it.
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[Izuku gives him a watery smile. Minato's his friend...how could he not worry?]
At least you're here right now. That makes it... a little easier to swallow.
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...Yeah.
I'm right here right now.
And I'm not going anywhere.
[At least... not yet.]
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Thanks... for telling me. I just wish the town wouldn't force people to reveal these things.
[Though Izuku is grateful that he's allowed to share Minato's burden like this.]
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It's not like I mind that you know, or anything. I'm not ashamed of it, and it's not something that has to be kept a secret.
It's just...
... I was enjoying being treated normally, you know?
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[Izuku looks down at their joined hands, then back up again, filled with determination again.]
It's...a lot to take in, but I'm glad that I know now. At least now you're not carrying something like this alone, whatever your reason for it was.
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It's true that now... no matter what, he's not alone.]
... It's not too much to bear, is it? [Softly:] It's... I never wanted to make any of you sad, more than anything.