Juri almost doesn't recognize the robot-turned-woman with her garish attire, but she stops when she sees her. As someone more used to cold, Juri's more appropriately dressed, in fitting boots and mittens and ear muffs and the like. Behind her, Leomon walks dutifully, needing nothing more to keep him warm...or maybe having nothing in his size. It's slightly comical.
"It is you!" She says after getting a better look. "I'd recognize Sprocket's whine anywhere."
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Juri almost doesn't recognize the robot-turned-woman with her garish attire, but she stops when she sees her. As someone more used to cold, Juri's more appropriately dressed, in fitting boots and mittens and ear muffs and the like. Behind her, Leomon walks dutifully, needing nothing more to keep him warm...or maybe having nothing in his size. It's slightly comical.
"It is you!" She says after getting a better look. "I'd recognize Sprocket's whine anywhere."
It's in jest, Sprocket, really.