[Monodramon makes a face at Patamon, but knows better than to start a fight. Shepard is pretty strict about shutting those down even on the best of days.]
I am officially elevating the teleporting bullshit to priority one.
[Unbothered by her own state of undress, she stands up.]
Cadet, digivice.
[Monodramon promptly unclips Shepard's digivice from where it was on his wing, handing it over. She attaches it to the neck of the shirt she was sleeping in, where it nestles comfortably with the dog tag she didn't give Monodramon and her crest.]
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I am officially elevating the teleporting bullshit to priority one.
[Unbothered by her own state of undress, she stands up.]
Cadet, digivice.
[Monodramon promptly unclips Shepard's digivice from where it was on his wing, handing it over. She attaches it to the neck of the shirt she was sleeping in, where it nestles comfortably with the dog tag she didn't give Monodramon and her crest.]
I haven't got a clue where we are.