[ One of Minato's dearest friends is somebody who was already at death's door, doing his best to live day by day with what time he has left, so it's been imparted on Minato that there's no need or want for pity; if anything, he hates people looking at him with those same eyes, so all Minato ever thinks to do is to go on as if everything is fine, silence and a nod and slow strides through the forest. ]

...I've never been in a forest, so... let's just keep going straight as long as we can. Are you familiar with these sorts of places? Stuff like dragons?