"A demon." Minato smirked, turning to look at the boy, expression equally curious and hidden beneath the mask. The boy didn't seem scared so he wouldn't bother removing it unless he needed to. It wasn't exactly polite, but he was a demon so it didn't matter.
Kushina had spoken to him in the night, whispered softly her dream to be a mother someday. His smirk shifted into a soft smile at the memory.
"Little blue bunny. You're brave to be sitting next to a demon."