There was another new arrival in the Terminal Room, a human teenager with a mostly purple color scheme. He was leaning against one of the walls, arms crossed and eyes closed, as if he was irritated at the entire situation he was in. Truth be told, he was. Few people would actually appreciate being pulled into another world and being saddled with a companion you would be constantly with for an indefinite period of time.

Shark has had to deal with only two Digimon so far, and already he found the experience tiring. Gotsumon, who was by his side, was tolerable, but Culumon got on his nerves instantly. He sincerely hoped that Digimon did not all act like him. Not that Gotsumon was perfect either. She was aggressive and ambitious, which while were both admirable traits, they were also a bit annoying in their own way.

He was trying to get a handle on the situation - figuring out what he should do next. What options were available to him. And the answer so far, were extremely limited. He couldn't leave. Gotsumon refused to leave him alone, so he was stuck with her. The only choice was to go along with what he's been told.

And then he heard a woman's voice shouting something about horns and unicorns and it sounded like nonsense to him. But that's not what Shark cared about. No, he took issue with something else.

"Hey," he called over to Rarity and Tentomon. "You're being loud."