Sure. That sounds good. What do you want to have for breakfast?
[He stretches his arms, yawning, and then pushes himself off the bed, following Minato downstairs to the kitchen area. He’s never been back here before… he kind of assumed that it was off limits.]
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[He stretches his arms, yawning, and then pushes himself off the bed, following Minato downstairs to the kitchen area. He’s never been back here before… he kind of assumed that it was off limits.]