Though his expression doesn't show it, Souji's relieved he got out of the Mansion without any trouble. Tense is a mild term for the atmosphere in the last day or so; he hopes things can get worked out, though he's prepared to defend himself if he has to.

Mitsuru's appearance has put a lot of that out of his mind, though. Minato hadn't been gone all that long--a few months now--and Souji missed him almost as much as he missed his own home. Though he's never met Mitsuru and can't assume that they'll get along, talking to her is a little like having something of Minato back with him.

He nods back to her, one hand on his hip, though his stance is relaxed. He hasn't been there long--a minute or two maybe.

"Hey." He shifts his feet on the gravel walk and half turns. "Let's walk around while we talk."

It's not that he's restless, it's that they'll be less likely to be overheard if they're moving.

"I have a lot to tell you."