[One (slightly disgusted) sip of his coffee later, and a voice was heard. Ringabel turned slightly, placing the mug down- one leg crossing over the other as he regarded the newcomer.
Really... Replica had a point. Ringabel had established by now there was no clear way back to Luxendarc - therefore there was no purpose in trying to keep him here. It was the same as caging a flightless bird- But the news was not easy news, and his head was swirling. After everything, the thought of them killing him...
No. It simply couldn't be.]
It has to be false. Unfortunately for her, she does not know my friends. Nor does she know they've quite the distaste for those which would spill the blood of others over nothing. Which leads me, my good fellow, to assume I should deign some dastardly design on them, leaving them no recourse but to retaliate. Which...
[A small shake of the head. Why would he hurt the only people he knew in the world? Why would he risk the fall of said world, by attempting to wound them? He knew, He knows... the only thing he knows, is that he has to protect Edea. She's his destiny - he knows it - and harming her...]
...No.
[He shakes his head, and merely clicks his tongue in his mouth. A thousand times, no.]
Tell me. Are you sitting? I mean no disrespect, especially not in the presence of your digimon, but I'll confess, I'm missing human conversation. If you'll indulge me for a little while, there's a free...
[Coffee?]
....Coffee flavoured substance in it for you. Hard to resist, I'll admit.
[At the coffee thing, there's some slight sarcasm in his tone. But really, it's harmless! ...Just not strong enough for him. Not at all.]
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Really... Replica had a point. Ringabel had established by now there was no clear way back to Luxendarc - therefore there was no purpose in trying to keep him here. It was the same as caging a flightless bird- But the news was not easy news, and his head was swirling. After everything, the thought of them killing him...
No. It simply couldn't be.]
It has to be false. Unfortunately for her, she does not know my friends. Nor does she know they've quite the distaste for those which would spill the blood of others over nothing. Which leads me, my good fellow, to assume I should deign some dastardly design on them, leaving them no recourse but to retaliate. Which...
[A small shake of the head. Why would he hurt the only people he knew in the world? Why would he risk the fall of said world, by attempting to wound them? He knew, He knows... the only thing he knows, is that he has to protect Edea. She's his destiny - he knows it - and harming her...]
...No.
[He shakes his head, and merely clicks his tongue in his mouth. A thousand times, no.]
Tell me. Are you sitting? I mean no disrespect, especially not in the presence of your digimon, but I'll confess, I'm missing human conversation. If you'll indulge me for a little while, there's a free...
[Coffee?]
....Coffee flavoured substance in it for you. Hard to resist, I'll admit.
[At the coffee thing, there's some slight sarcasm in his tone. But really, it's harmless! ...Just not strong enough for him. Not at all.]