Sincerity and honest escaped a SEES kid easily. Ken isn't expecting Jaime's level of openness from Minato, but he recognizes something like an effort and takes note of it, curling his hand around his ankle, feeling the anxiety grind its fist into him, making it harder to breathe. In the silence of their room, broken only by the sound of the neighborhood outside and someone moving in a room downstairs, it's easy to pick up Minato's voice.

"... That isn't true, Minato-san." He shakes his head, and his hair falls a little into his eyes. It's grown since he arrived here, but he doesn't want to move enough to brush it away. "You did a lot for me," he tells him, knowing that honesty is the least he could give him. "You, Sanada-san, Aragaki-san, everyone in De Chima. You did a lot for me."