[Wally instinctively moves to hold up his hands in defense, only to remember that one of them is currently incapacitated. At least it's his right arm and not his left. He actually needs that one.]

Nothing! To my Digimon, I mean. I don't know what happened with him, I just told him maybe he should get a girlfriend of his own and then he just disappeared! So...

[He averts his eyes for a moment, trying to figure out if he really wants to admit to her what happened to his arm or if he should continue lying by omission.

No, he should probably just spit it out. He takes a deep breath and then...]

So I went looking for him and then all those giant bees showed up so I tried to fend them off with my bat, but that wasn't working at all, so I borrowed some detergent from a store—that I fully intend to pay back—and I, you know, redid the experiment...

I just—I'm useless without my powers! I had to at least try.