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[It's July 1. The date hadn't meant too much, other than the fact that for some reason, the Garden was on its way to taking over the Mansion. It seemed to be spreading at a rapid pace, enough to cause concern. But it was low on Minato's list of concerns at the moment. He had something else to worry about--even besides turning more plant-like--and that was trying to figure out how to stay upright on his feet without wanting to fall over, pass out, or vomit. He would very much like the room to stop spinning too.
Minato resorted then to just sitting on the floor with his back against the side of the bed. It might've been more logical to sleep in the bed. When he had the strength in him to get up there, he would.
But right now he was as comfortable as he could get from just sitting where he was with his eyes closed, and trying not to pay too much pay attention to the way his head hurt and the incessant chatter of the larkspurs in his room.]
Minato resorted then to just sitting on the floor with his back against the side of the bed. It might've been more logical to sleep in the bed. When he had the strength in him to get up there, he would.
But right now he was as comfortable as he could get from just sitting where he was with his eyes closed, and trying not to pay too much pay attention to the way his head hurt and the incessant chatter of the larkspurs in his room.]
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[Yuu patiently held out the pills and water while Minato considered.]
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Thank you.
[His voice didn't come out all that loudly, not like it ever had, but it took some effort to talk at all. He closed his eyes, using his hand to beckon Yuu to move closer.]
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He opened his mouth to talk again, but nothing came out. He tried once more but with the same result. He could try again in a little while.
Or not. One solution was to get Yuu even closer, and if Minato could resort to a whisper from here on out, then he would. Using whatever strength he had, he moved to take a hold of Yuu's sweatshirt to pull it and Yuu into the bathtub.]
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W-what was that for?
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He moved his mouth again, to whisper for Yuu to stay.]
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You think you can walk?
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But since he should get out of the tub since it wasn't doing any good, Minato started to shift, readying himself to stand up.]
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... Where are we going?
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Outside. Your room is crowded.
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Okay. ... You don't... have to do this.
[Minato smiled a little. He could dry off outside too.]
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[He got Minato from wet to damp, then shed his soaked sweatshirt before leading Minato out of his room.]
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They were leaving the room, but the rest of the Mansion was also becoming crowded.]
... You look okay.
[Minato was glad for that. He stuck close to Yuu in case he felt like falling over.]
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Yeah. I haven't been talking to the plants much.
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[Minato nodded slightly. Then Yuu wouldn't be sick or sad or have some other weird effect on him. He pushed the front door open for the both of them to go outside, partially ending up leaning against Yuu afterward.]
Nh, sorry...
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Take it easy.
[He stepped outside with Minato and shaded his eyes as he peered past the overgrown garden.]
I thought we could go down to the beach, since there aren't really any plants there.
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Let's go sit there.
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[They could always rest for a few minutes without incurring too much trouble, Yuu figured.]
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[Minato thought he could at least make it to the beach. He could rest when they arrived. He did need Yuu's help along the way, but he was slowly feeling less sick.
He sat down on the sand and had Yuu sit next to him.]
Thanks. It's better out here.
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The air's fresher. It's less crowded, too.
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It reminds me of when I first arrived.
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How do you feel now?
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Okay. You?
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[Yuu reached over and plucked at one of the tiny tendrils.]
This is a new look for you. What's it like?
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