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[jivitadana]

[The event had ended about a week ago. It had been emotionally draining and exhausting, but after some decent nights' sleep (and the occasional naps), Minato was feeling considerably better

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[exiled_torch]

[Zuko happens to see Minato write on one of the mirrors. He stops his wandering the mansion and addresses the familiar young man.]

"Minato..? What are you doing?"

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[jivitadana]

[Minato heard a familiar voice. He smiled after capping his blue marker.]

Hello, Zuko. Just writing on the mirrors. How have you been?

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[exiled_torch]

[Zuko looks a bit puzzled. Yeah, he's been giving people that expression a lot lately.]

Hi.

but..why?

[Minato can't be crazy like most of the people here, right? He then adverts his eyes to the mirror after he asks him how he's been. The last event was a bit..complicated for him to deal with. He offers a trite response to the question.]

I've been okay.

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[jivitadana]

[Minato nodded, glad to hear that Zuko was okay, or was okay now, at least. That last event was also difficult for him, as it was probably difficult for most everyone.]

To communicate with those on the other side. They need to know.

[trippingdesuno]

What is it, all of the sudden?

[jivitadana]

[Familiar handwriting and in the right color! Minato touched the glass where the writing appeared, then put away his marker.]

I'd like to talk to you if you have time, Edogawa-kun.

[trippingdesuno]

Sure, I don't mind Minato-oniichan!

[ it was nice to talk to people that wasn't on the mirror side at times ]

[jivitadana]

[Aw, and how can he say no to that? Oniichan here hopes that talking about the beloved Queen won't break this friendship or Link.]

Thank you. Did you want me to sit down so I can be closer to where you are?

[He wanted to make this conversation as casual as possible, and even if Minato's pretty short himself, he was definitely taller than Conan. He didn't need to tower over him.]

[masukunduh]

[Mirror!Yousuke catches Minato in the act, and write back to him the moment he finishes writing himself.]

You again?

[jivitadana]

[Once Minato lifted the marker away from the mirror, more writing appeared before his eyes. He reached to touch the writing, knowing the mirror had to be there.]

Hanamura. [He smiled a little.] Have you been well?

[masukunduh]

[Minato's usual sappy manner makes him sigh.]

Fine.

[They might as well get to the point.]

What's up with this? You preaching or something?

[jivitadana]

[Minato shook his head. He capped his marker and put it away in a pocket.]

Do you think you're real, Hanamura?

[wrath_or_fury]

Some more than others.

[jivitadana]

[Interesting. Will there be some scratching on the mirror this time?]

Can you explain?

[wrath_or_fury]

What kind of detective would you be, if I explained it?

[Well, Eve seems rather calm, at least. Her writing appears leisurely.]

[jivitadana]

[The writing did appear at a normal pace, and Minato was thankful for that. Perhaps he could keep her attention for a little longer?]

I only want to know if you believe you're real.

[knightinreverse]

[Dave kind of snorts.]

trying to be philosophical here?

[jivitadana]

[Minato didn't recognize the handwriting, although he was beginning to think that some of the mirrors were rather fond of red ink, but of course, all for different reasons. But the more mirrors he talked to, the better.]

It's just a statement. You're real.

[Was it philosophical or not, Minato thought it was up to whoever heard it. He was only stated what he thought was true.]

[knightinreverse]

[In the mirror's humble opinion, red is better than all-caps blue.]

sure but were only real here
out theres your gig
its no place for us just like here is no place for you
so why do you care about reflections?

[It's a sincere question, despite how cynical it might sound.]

[jivitadana]

[Caps, no, but blue yes, blue is awesome. But anyway, Minato carefully read the words that appeared on the glass. That was a fair question given some of the opinions of those on his own side who were much less fond of their counterparts.]

Not so much about reflections. But about you all as separate and individual identities.

You exist now. No one should be able to take that away.

[Or not in the almost casual manner the Queen could.]