[Souji settles back on the ground, taking a seat (that doesn't involve getting smoke in his face) and carefully nudges one of the yams out of the pile to let it cool, since he still hasn't eaten one yet.]
Your mother is a soldier?
[His father had fought before, but... not as part of a team. It was difficult to think about that sort of thing.]
Mine's... ah... [Oh, now he's fighting the urge to hide his face again, clearing his throat.] ... the slashing brave, Kyoryu Green.
[Which, yes, he realizes how amusing it is that his school uniform happens to have a green jacket. And it's also embarrassing how that's the most pathetic sounding he's ever made his title sound.]
... our powers ... each of us has a dinosaur partner and we use part of their spirit combined with music to transform. ... essentially.
[Souji leans to the side and taps the gaburevolver holstered on his leg.]