[Having his own tasks to see to, Terra doesn't actually locate the replica and his quarrelsome pair until nearly twilight. His process of preparing to venture further into this world than one small town wasn't spur of the moment, and was being carefully thought out. Had he a reason, likely he'd just drop everything and go and let the chips fall where they may ... but without such a reason, he's being careful.
Picking up the things he thought he might need is a gradual process, and by the time the silver-haired boy and his ... friends are spotted, he's got a sturdy leather satchel half-filled with useful things. Without Dorumon's sudden pause and then quiet word he'd have passed them by; he's looking for a pair of boys, not just one, after all. There's a pause, considering it, then he heads in their direction, Dorumon only a half-step behind, the satchel wrapped around his purple body like a one-strap backpack.
It's soon enough to catch the end of the conversation.]
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Picking up the things he thought he might need is a gradual process, and by the time the silver-haired boy and his ... friends are spotted, he's got a sturdy leather satchel half-filled with useful things. Without Dorumon's sudden pause and then quiet word he'd have passed them by; he's looking for a pair of boys, not just one, after all. There's a pause, considering it, then he heads in their direction, Dorumon only a half-step behind, the satchel wrapped around his purple body like a one-strap backpack.
It's soon enough to catch the end of the conversation.]
... Already want to want to be elsewhere, huh?
[So much for 'hello'.]