In truth, Satoshi is more observant than anyone gives him credit for. He's seen this strange shirtless man before, from two rooms over, or out of a window, but has had neither the opportunity nor the courage to go up to him before. But here he is now, and all he can do is worry that maybe his mother did something to hurt him. He was yelling at her after all.

"Um, are you really sure?" he asks, tentatively, not really wanting to be a pest. "I'm sorry about okaa-san..."