[Minato lets the silence hold on for another minute before he sighs and glances softly to Zuko.]
I'll tell you a secret about being an adult.
[He smiles sadly.]
The difference between an adult and a child is that an adult knows when they need others to help them through something. A child either asks for comfort all the time or never asks for help, even when they need it. They either end up crying all the time or never showing how upset they are until they explode. Neither is healthy. What you have to do is to find balance.
You may think you're burdening others by talking about it, or being upset, but it's more of a burden to not tell anyone. Especially when you're dealing with something like death and can't easily work out the emotions by yourself.
[Minato sighs, then glances forward, not looking at Zuko's anymore. His face takes on a somber look. It's time to do it by example.]
When I died... I couldn't stop thinking about my family. About how I wouldn't see Naruto grow up, or see Kushina's smiling face again. I wouldn't be there for the first day of school, the day he graduated, the day he became one of the best ninjas of our village. It physically hurt, knowing that.
[He swallows a bit, and it's obvious the next part is a bit harder to say.]
But that wasn't what terrified me. What terrified me was that I could feel my life force slip away. Bit by bit, as I completed the technique that would seal the demon. And the sealing too so long, far too long, and my ninjas were dying left and right, trying to hold back the demon fox until I arrived. Part of me wanted to hurry the technique, and thus hurry my death so that I could protect my people... but at the same time, I d-didn't want to die.
[His voice drops lower, almost to a mumble.]
I still wonder if I could have saved more people if I hadn't of been afraid of dying....
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I'll tell you a secret about being an adult.
[He smiles sadly.]
The difference between an adult and a child is that an adult knows when they need others to help them through something. A child either asks for comfort all the time or never asks for help, even when they need it. They either end up crying all the time or never showing how upset they are until they explode. Neither is healthy. What you have to do is to find balance.
You may think you're burdening others by talking about it, or being upset, but it's more of a burden to not tell anyone. Especially when you're dealing with something like death and can't easily work out the emotions by yourself.
[Minato sighs, then glances forward, not looking at Zuko's anymore. His face takes on a somber look. It's time to do it by example.]
When I died... I couldn't stop thinking about my family. About how I wouldn't see Naruto grow up, or see Kushina's smiling face again. I wouldn't be there for the first day of school, the day he graduated, the day he became one of the best ninjas of our village. It physically hurt, knowing that.
[He swallows a bit, and it's obvious the next part is a bit harder to say.]
But that wasn't what terrified me. What terrified me was that I could feel my life force slip away. Bit by bit, as I completed the technique that would seal the demon. And the sealing too so long, far too long, and my ninjas were dying left and right, trying to hold back the demon fox until I arrived. Part of me wanted to hurry the technique, and thus hurry my death so that I could protect my people... but at the same time, I d-didn't want to die.
[His voice drops lower, almost to a mumble.]
I still wonder if I could have saved more people if I hadn't of been afraid of dying....