Ken watches quietly as the armband is pinned to the jacket, his expression solemn but paying apt attention. Koromaru, now that the boys' moment of stillness has passed, hops onto the bed and lays his head on Ken's lap and watches, too, letting out a soft sighing breath.

"Can I come to you even if I don't think about it?"

He's pretty sure it's inevitable. He'll want to, maybe as soon as the first night Minato stops spending in this house. Maybe even as soon as tomorrow morning. But he'll hang it outside his closet, he thinks, so he can look at it if he needs to. And if it isn't enough...

"I spent the last two summers by myself in the dorm. Everyone went to Yakushima, too, but I was at the shrine with Koromaru... can we do stuff? Maybe with everyone, but... if you're not too busy."