"Hm." He had come to a stop next to her when she did, attuned to the subtle pressure of her grip on his. Nin communicated in many ways and touch was one of the most basic so she had his entire attention as she spoke, absorbing what she told him. If the feared Monster of the Hidden Mist was here as well, it was no small trap and chances were not focused entirely on Konoha. He found that both reassuring and distracting. His village was not under specific attack but that meant there was a different commonality binding the ones that were taken and without something at simple as village loyalty as the reason it would be harder to find.

He had also not forgotten that several of them at least should by rights be dead and there were apparently others that, in his own world, had never lived and yet did here as well.

"Then we will solve it together," he didn't doubt there was a solution, it was simply a matter of being persistent enough to find it. His fingers shift in her hand then to link with hers. Silent communication that matched his words. Raising his head again to look around, he then looked back at her and his eyes were softer. Less Hokage and more simply Minato. "Your sons must be glad to see you again, Mikoto."