"Sh-she's the one that did all the work." he protested weakly, pointing to the plant Digimon hanging off his shoulders. Waver shook his head, trying to take at least some of the focus off himself.

"N...never mind that. You're not hurt or anything, are you?" Waver was pretty sure he was bruised to hell after that, or that he'd at least be feeling like he'd been run over tomorrow morning.