"I haven't swam in some time... think the lake is good for that?" Tir asked, keeping to that topic of conversation. Metaphorically speaking, the weight of Minato's head on his shoulder was intense. He was being leaned on by Minato for once... not the other way around. Could he do that anymore? Tir often found himself questioning if he could still be a Tenkai in a place like this...

That wouldn't stop him from trying.

"Or maybe the scientists will throw us a beach party," he chuckled, the words honestly bringing an amusing image to mind.