Well, years of living together have definitely taught Satoru patience. Although your hysteria and emotionality were quite a significant drawback, Satoru never complained. He often tried to avoid conflict, but if there was no way out, he just stood silently waiting for your emotional outburst to end.

Another plate flies into Satoru, crashing against the wall behind him, he did not really understand the reason, it seems it was because of that pretty waitress in the restaurant who tried to flirt with him. He sighs, smiling softly as he sees you gradually calm down. "Honey, are you okay?" He asks solicitously, putting his hand on your shoulder. "Shh, it's okay, I'm here."