[The contact to his lips sent a shock through him, and Seito forced himself to blink, forced himself to see, to look at Minako's tear stained face pressing against his. He... didn't know what he was supposed to do; he'd never found himself in this situation before. It was distracting though, and he didn't even realize his headache was lessening as he absently rested a hand on her side, pressing a little closer to her. She was so warm... he never felt anything so warm in his life, like it could just fill up the void inside of him and...]
[...and there were munching sounds?]
[...oh, right, evil pumpkin.]
[He pulled away from her, reaching out to his Persona without even thinking about it.]
Magatsu Izanagi!
[The Persona glared at the two of them, like it wanted to attack him for being an idiot instead, the intense spike of pain in his head only exemplifying the fact. It shot toward the pumpkin's front, ignoring it and instead grabbing Minato and flinging him away none-to-gently.]
[Seito, meanwhile, near collapsed on top of Minako, the effort from trying to actually control his Persona of his own will sapping all the energy out of him.]
The best kind of romance.
[...and there were munching sounds?]
[...oh, right, evil pumpkin.]
[He pulled away from her, reaching out to his Persona without even thinking about it.]
Magatsu Izanagi!
[The Persona glared at the two of them, like it wanted to attack him for being an idiot instead, the intense spike of pain in his head only exemplifying the fact. It shot toward the pumpkin's front, ignoring it and instead grabbing Minato and flinging him away none-to-gently.]
[Seito, meanwhile, near collapsed on top of Minako, the effort from trying to actually control his Persona of his own will sapping all the energy out of him.]