[ Rather than "good friends," Minato's currently looking for "sledgehammer friends," but considering Akira's reaction to him cutting open his hand on the basis of a promise, he's not sure this'll be a good fit.
Cutting open their hands that other time was just as a necessity as this time, and like back then, Minato stares down at his hand and feels the throbbing pain subside, pulls the towel away to reveal unbroken skin and too much blood on the cloth that won't be returned to his body. ]
Don't know his name. Tall guy, [ though everybody is, compared to him; Minato raises his now healed hand about the twins' height and lets it hover there for a moment before letting it drop and start untying the tourniquet around his arm. ] silver hair. Bowlcut.
[ That's a distinctive enough description, he thinks, especially since Akira seems to have a guess at who it might be. ]
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Cutting open their hands that other time was just as a necessity as this time, and like back then, Minato stares down at his hand and feels the throbbing pain subside, pulls the towel away to reveal unbroken skin and too much blood on the cloth that won't be returned to his body. ]
Don't know his name. Tall guy, [ though everybody is, compared to him; Minato raises his now healed hand about the twins' height and lets it hover there for a moment before letting it drop and start untying the tourniquet around his arm. ] silver hair. Bowlcut.
[ That's a distinctive enough description, he thinks, especially since Akira seems to have a guess at who it might be. ]