"Ah!"

Junpei's grip was only strong enough to keep him on the bed, but from the way Minato jerked backwards and raised his arms to try and free himself it might have looked to anyone else like he'd been hurt. His frail grip on reality was slipping again too, and forcing himself to stop breathing heavily was difficult when he was still trying to grasp what Junpei was saying about Minako- her not knowing him or remembering anything was just too much to accept in his current fragile state.

"I've known Minako for ten months. She disappeared from where we were one day and never came back..." Neither had his other friends whether they'd been from his world or Haven, and he would have been glad for that except for the possibility that none of them had ever left. "Aragaki-senpai was there once too, and so were Yukari-san, Fuuka-san and Ryoji-san..." Why was he even telling this to Junpei? Whether or not having his friend here made him feel better was immaterial when it looked like they had never left, and his deep breaths gradually softened into what sounded like choked sobs.

To say that Minato felt lost would have been an understatement at this point, confused and distressed as he was seeing what wasn't there at all.