[Minato looks a little worse for the wear by now, with dirt clinging to his hair and a few bruises from fighting the mechanical monsters. Still...he's doing okay for the lack of a better word, and he's equally glad to look back at Mitsuru.]

I agree. There's nothing here but those machines and the monsters in the lake...it's strange that this is one of the only buildings left standing. [He pauses to adjust his position, hands still firmly tucked into his pockets.] I wonder if those ghosts we saw used to live here.