”.. He probably doesn’t talk about it, because he’s seen gruesome things to obtain the power he has. He probably doesn’t want you experiencing it too…”
Bottom lip jutting out, Minato pulled on a sudden smile, hand reaching out to be placed on the boy’s shoulder.
”But don’t worry! I’m possitive you’ll get your eyes soon enough… One way or the other, Uchihas usually do.”
Eventually, the sullen expression on the boy’s face began to soften, and he turns to slightly grin at the Yondaime. His optimism was something Honou admires, and wishes it’d rub off him as well.
"T-thanks…“ He tells him, and he opens his mouth to say something more but laughs nervously, shaking his head and turning shy all of the sudden. He wanted to tell the Hokage how much he needed to hear that, especially from someone as brilliant and skilled as the blond man. Instead, he says, "I-I’ll try to work hard…and n-not…try to hurt myself…to get the Sharingan…”