Gaze drawn to the cast, the Warrior almost asks what it is, his mouth parting- before Coronamon steps in, yet again. The little digimon puts his hands on his hips, as he paces around Bearmon. The Warrior's eyes simply follow him as he turns quite silent.

"There's gotta be some, somewhere. We can't save the world without a princess being involved! It's in every story book ever and I can tell you this now. They're gonna be writing stories about me and him. We're gonna be famous!"

Then the digimon looks up, to Lucette.

"Hehehehe. I like your style. You get to be a side-hero! Or a sassy miniskirt-wearing side hero! And you, Bearmon! ...Only not with the skirt thing. That's just too weird."

"Though you might wanna do something about that partner of yours. He's way too negative."

There's a bright smile coming from the little digimon at that! The Warrior, however, merely moves his eyes to the side, looking into the hallway.

"...At any rate, it is good to meet you all. Ratchet, I believe? The unoccupied room is the middle one."