Minato has a different aspect to him now than just a few minutes ago. He isn't the worried friend, nor is he the curious teenager from the first time he communicated over the orbs, nor is he quite the same as when he promised to protect the natives. He's strong, but calm. The Fool who doesn't fear death.

"Yeah, it is. You caught me." He'll concede that. He considers the question carefully, hand hovering over his concealed Evoker. He knows what Shadows are, knows their nature and purpose. The corners of his mouth quirk upward just slightly. "I see my old friend Death."