[ Minato shakes his head, hair dusting the floor and picking up fake cobwebs as he makes sure his earbuds are in, hood of his jacket pulled over his head for yet another layer of protection again dream sister-strangers who won't go away. Nothing is playing through the speakers, but this girl doesn't know that, and it shouldn't matter in a dream anyways. He is the master of closing up and pretending to be catatonic and it's even easier to do that so close between consciousness and unconsciousness, so he mumbles back in Japanese, slipping into what's easiest for him and not caring whether the other person understands, because it's just a dream. ]
no subject
Let me sleep.
[ Cement prop mode: go. ]