Kaldur nodded his head towards a train platform. "There are supplies over there. I think I saw another hose or two and there should be more taps around there as well."

Kaldur winced at the loud clang. He peered in the direction Gotsumon had taken off and looked back to Terra, "Will he be all right?"

"Gotsumon is a rock and Trailmon are made of metal...I think they're fine Kal," Gizamon retorted.

He finished hosing down one of the Trailmon and nodded to Gizamon, "All right. We are ready for the soap." Gizamon hopped to it, quite literally, and started rubbing the Trailmon down with the sponge. The Trailmon started laughing after only a few moments. "I'm...I'm sorry it tickles!"