There was only so well you could take an apology like that when you were still vaguely planning to debone the guy's arm like a fish. He shrugged as well as he could with aforementioned arm still pressing down on his shoulders, and murmured a short,
"It's fine."
It wasn't, but not for the reasons Minato was thinking of. One day someone would think to explain the concept of the 'first kiss' to Gaara and he'd look at them like they'd lost their minds. He might briefly remember this moment, but only with a faint, residual irritation and an echo of the sharp fear from having some invade his personal space with nothing he could do to prevent it. Besides, he was more preoccupied staring at his body's clothing.
"Kushina-san, is there still a piece of flower pot in your top-left pocket?" Knocking over one of his favourite desk plants had been the trigger for heading to North Suna, after all. If she hadn't changed, the fragment would still be there from his haphazard cleaning. An easier way of proving his identity than contacting his siblings again.
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"It's fine."
It wasn't, but not for the reasons Minato was thinking of. One day someone would think to explain the concept of the 'first kiss' to Gaara and he'd look at them like they'd lost their minds. He might briefly remember this moment, but only with a faint, residual irritation and an echo of the sharp fear from having some invade his personal space with nothing he could do to prevent it. Besides, he was more preoccupied staring at his body's clothing.
"Kushina-san, is there still a piece of flower pot in your top-left pocket?" Knocking over one of his favourite desk plants had been the trigger for heading to North Suna, after all. If she hadn't changed, the fragment would still be there from his haphazard cleaning. An easier way of proving his identity than contacting his siblings again.