Tetsu-kun wondered the same thing.

[Souji finally picked himself up off the floor, dusting his kimono off.]

To be honest, I don't know if he likes anyone so much as tolerates them. [He laughed and swept his land along the edge of the sofa, picking up a small pink pig origami. He turned and held it in front of his face, turning it this way and that so it danced for Cliff.]

Unless you're me, that is.