[ It seems as though they're at a standstill, because Minato generally does the opposite of exuding trust. He mutters something under his breath about a bag of seed being able to draw in more turkeys than Cain can ever want, but pushing the point is more trouble than letting Cain do what he wants, so he relents, shrugging his acceptance to be followed all the way back to his apartment. ]
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...Alright.
[ It'll be half an hour. ]