He shoved his hands in his pockets as they walked along. His eyes were constantly moving, absolutely drinking in every single sight around him. Whole buildings, so many people (relative to what he knew). Tifa herself when he glanced to the side.
Although he had most of his things in other pockets, or strapped inside his jacket, there were a few things in his main coat pockets. Call them comfort items really. His fingers brushed against one of the two keychains in particular, one he knew quite well from just touch. He curled his fingers around it and brought it out, a slight smile on his face as he held out his hand for Tifa to see.