Yep. I didn't think about dietary restrictions, after all.

[ The notebook gets put away- and then on second thought, left sitting slightly out of the bag so the sun can dry up the pages, it'd gotten a little damp while Minato write in it. ]

I don't have much experience building things, but... I'm confident in my ability to figure things out.

[ Overconfident? At least he's confident. He's somehow still alive to this day, so somehow, he's been managing to pull through. ]