He's so used to the Autobots' eyes glowing that he hasn't found his own, despite his human appearance, doing the same to be at all strange. Someone will point it out eventually.

Ratchet casts a frown in Coronamon's direction, and Bearmon just looks out of sorts--on the other hand, as far as Ratchet can tell, that's a fairly normal expression for the bear. "A Digimon attack? I thought these little ones were supposed to be our partners."

Bearmon awkwardly speaks up, glancing between Ratchet and Coronamon. Um...not really--I mean... We fight each other. We fight the bad Digimon that want to take over, or hurt people, or, um, kidnap princesses, I guess?

"That's...troubling."