[ Minato blinks in surprise at the gap between the top of her head and the bottom of her palm. It wasn't obvious, when they were both sitting down and him between a terrible slouch and all the way on his side, but there is a whole two inches of space right there, physical, tangible, real evidence that he's grown, when it felt like all his life he'd been looking up to Minako, trying to catch up to her, even when she was no longer there.
...He's holding his breath again, he realizes, frozen when Minako had raised her hand in front of his face, in the same way some dogs do when their vision is momentarily blocked by the same hand that goes to pet them. Relax. Breathe. Stand up a little straighter to lord that two inch height difference over her. ]
Of course. Boys generally grow taller than girls. Puberty lasts longer, so I had more time.
[ It's! science!! He is very determined not to make this heartfelt, so that gross Minako tears can be the highlight of the evening instead. ]
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...He's holding his breath again, he realizes, frozen when Minako had raised her hand in front of his face, in the same way some dogs do when their vision is momentarily blocked by the same hand that goes to pet them. Relax. Breathe. Stand up a little straighter to lord that two inch height difference over her. ]
Of course. Boys generally grow taller than girls. Puberty lasts longer, so I had more time.
[ It's! science!! He is very determined not to make this heartfelt, so that gross Minako tears can be the highlight of the evening instead. ]