As if he realizes just then how this appears, Campbell's face starts to flush, and he feels very hot. He's already making an awful impression. First there was when the first arrived, now this? "N-no, it's. I. It's fi--"

Lucemon half-leaps from the bench, grabbing on to Cam's hand and pulling him up unexpectedly. "I think he needs a walk!" She declares.

With nothing to say or do to help, Cam just nods, trying to look at the ground only.