Fugaku was glad he could have such deep and meaningful conversations with his son. Fugaku nodded and wondered if it had even rained at the house, or Mikoto was looking at a clear sky wondering what was keeping Fugaku. She'd probably assume he'd been accosted by a family member.

"Will you be in Konoha long this time?" Not that Fugaku would be likely to see his eldest son even if he was.