Souji had been among the crowd that had formed around the wall, seeming a little dazed and confused by the protest. It wasn't as if he had context for any of this- he could understand the ire on a basic level, but the numbers and masks were just random to him.

Seeing Yosuke's head bob through to the front, however, confused him- when had he showed up? Geez, they really were out of sync with one another. Souji gently wove his way through the throngs of people himself, ducking under a man's angry, waving arm at least twice. The people here were really tense...

And they weren't the only ones. Souji had become very acutely observant of his partner's quirks when he was angry, and made sure he was at a safe distance before speaking gently. "Are you okay?" His eyes darted to the flowers, but he didn't know if it'd be a good idea to ask about it.