It's weird, because I don't know how time runs here anymore. When me and my friends first came to the Digital World, we had been at summer camp. We were here for months, but when we got back, only ten minutes had passed in the Real World. We left to return to the Digital World a few days later to fix what went wrong while we were gone, and after we defeated a Digimon called Apocalymon, time began passing normally between both worlds.

[He pauses to think about it, turning his eyes to the night sky. Koushirou hadn't even been able to figure out about time passing between either world. Not yet.

And even though he's pretty sure Hiccup's older than him by however much, he knows more about the Digital World. That sense of feeling responsible for everyone-- at least all these new Chosen-- was starting to creep back in. So he reaches out a hand to rest on Hiccup's shoulder when his gaze comes down to ground level.]

I'm sorry, Hiccup-san. None of us know how time is passing between both worlds. But if we find out, we'll make sure everyone knows. The last thing we want is for anyone's family to worry about them.