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[With more people returning from Asgard, Minato figured it was time he should try contacting his other teammates. If he could, he would filter the post to them. SEES had always been secretive about their activities. They had been the mysterious club people heard about but never knew what they did.

But he figures he should introduce himself with the kids from Inaba as well. Plus, from what he'd seen, powers here weren't kept secret at all. And if he was here before, then...who knows what he might have told other people.]

Hello. This is Minato Arisato. I am not entirely sure how, but it seems I've been here before. To anyone who knew me before I apologize; I don't remember anything. But, I don't intend to be a stranger.

[To be forgotten, and ignored by those you were once closest to...he knew first-hand how painful that was.]

Anyway, I just wanted to say, it's nice to meet you again. I also want to ask, if anyone has seen any members of SEES, if they are alright? Thank you.

[So with that awkward introduction out of the way, he's going to just post this to the network.]

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...Unfortunately, I don't. But I'm managing. Ahahaha.

[It's a good thing this is voice, because it's getting harder to keep his calm demeanor intact. Points for guessing why.]

[That laughter is more than a little suspect, though he has no memories to back any of his hunches up, like he could with some of the others he did have memories of. Like Minako. It had been easy to tell when she was upset even when she had been smiling, because for as antisocial as Shinjiro had been, he had come to know her enough. She had been a lot easier to read than Minato had been—even the one he met before, when Shinjiro hadn't processed the idea of a parallel universe.

But he doesn't need his own memories of parallel September to guess at things, really. Probably no one would. Makes him feel awkward about approaching him like this, even though he was getting used to this sort of reactions, because you apparently couldn't change being dead. Though there's a part of him that will always be surprised at someone else that he likely barely knew caring beyond the extent of normal human empathy. Not like he had ever let himself be open with many of the others back at the Dorm. He had drove them away with a reason. Minako had come to him, not the other way around. And though he hadn't known Minato long before he left the first time, he didn't seem even have as extroverted as Minako had been, so he can't imagine things being the same.]

...Did you meet Aki before this?

[Because he sure as hell hopes that, if Minato had, Aki had given him the run around—which should be the case. Then, at least his unexpected presence at least have been somewhat expected.]

Yeah...he told me.

[If he hadn't, Minato wouldn't have believed this was happening. Everyone dies someday, and they never come back when they do. It'd been imprinted on him ever since the accident. Hell, part of him is still finding this hard to believe. Yes, he did hear Shinji's voice calling out to him back then. He'd since added that even when people die, their actions still leave an imprint on the world. Whether it be for good, bad, big or small, people do live on in others' memories.

But that didn't change the fact that people don't return from being dead in the physical sense. No matter what happened, Shinji was gone, period. Laying flat on the asphalt covered in blood. Yet here he was, talking to him over the internet and worrying over him, as usual.]

It's, um, good to hear from you again.

[And that probably will be a confusing sentiment for a long time. He's not sure what to say to it, to a leader he never really got to know, like he would with someone he did, like Aki. Even in the short time he was around Asgard wasn't enough. All he has on him now is a name and a face and a vague idea of personality. Much more introverted than the other Arisato had been. ]

Yeah. You ended up coming and leaving this place pretty quickly last time. They stick you in Sigyn again?

Ah, no. They placed me in Hel.

[Probably because no matter how kind he'd proven himself in the past year, there was no denying his strong connection to death for the past 10.]

Which house...did they place you in?

[At least with what information he knows now, he can't be puzzled by the choice.]

Hel. Same as you.

[For likely obvious reasons.]

[That surprised him, and yet it also doesn't. Maybe most who died before coming here get stuck in Hel.]

Ah. We're nearby then. That's good.

[Well, not good that they're stuck in Hel. But good that they're together. So he can make sure to keep an eye on you. No points for guessing why that is.]

That's good. [He adds in a whisper.]

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