Of course she wouldn't know. It's not like the Digimon were there...
[He casts a glance down at Kotemon.]
...No offense. But the point is, our worlds are different. They don't operate based on data, Digivices, and magic friendship crests.
[Or whatever they were. He'd seen Sora's before, heard a few vague things about them, but as he's yet to obtain one himself, they're still largely abstract concepts to him. What he'd give for his darkness back...
His brow raises at the offer of coffee. It's something he knows about, mostly from Riku's memories, but he's never even had it before. And besides all that, how often does he really go out and chat with people? It's not like there's anything to lose, so... heck, he'll sink into an empty chair, plopping his hands on the tabletop. His Kotemon toddles over over to them, tipping her head to the left.]
Do you want us to give you some space? I'm sure I can keep Gabumon busy for a little bit, Aiden.
Hrmph. The only way you'd keep me busy is by turning into my punching bag! I'm staying put.
No you're not.
[He waves one of his hands.]
Go ahead. And get him that muzzle while you're at it.
[Exercising her seniority, Kotemon grabs Gabumon by the wrist and starts dragging him towards the door. Despite repeated growls and his attempts to squirm free, the two make it safely outside.
It seems they'll have space for peaceful discussion now.]
no subject
[He casts a glance down at Kotemon.]
...No offense. But the point is, our worlds are different. They don't operate based on data, Digivices, and magic friendship crests.
[Or whatever they were. He'd seen Sora's before, heard a few vague things about them, but as he's yet to obtain one himself, they're still largely abstract concepts to him. What he'd give for his darkness back...
His brow raises at the offer of coffee. It's something he knows about, mostly from Riku's memories, but he's never even had it before. And besides all that, how often does he really go out and chat with people? It's not like there's anything to lose, so... heck, he'll sink into an empty chair, plopping his hands on the tabletop. His Kotemon toddles over over to them, tipping her head to the left.]
Do you want us to give you some space? I'm sure I can keep Gabumon busy for a little bit, Aiden.
Hrmph. The only way you'd keep me busy is by turning into my punching bag! I'm staying put.
No you're not.
[He waves one of his hands.]
Go ahead. And get him that muzzle while you're at it.
[Exercising her seniority, Kotemon grabs Gabumon by the wrist and starts dragging him towards the door. Despite repeated growls and his attempts to squirm free, the two make it safely outside.
It seems they'll have space for peaceful discussion now.]