"Hey. We're going home already, Walter?" Veemon asks as he and his partner approach the apartments.

"Huh - little early to be calling it that, isn't it? You didn't live here 'til today, either."

"That's not my point, but I didn't, yeah."

"All the more reason for us to drop by," he says. Veemon's face screws up a second, and then he nods, conceding. "Get our room, get settled in... Get some rest. Think about a few things..."

Walter lowers his head and his eyes to watch the spot where that flicker had occurred for a few paces, and shudders. Rest and deep, serious thought - about what he's doing here, why, how, what those flashes of distortion and pain mean - are both definitely in order.

And there'll be a bit of time to see if he can get some sensible explanation on the workings of this world from his eager new companion, too.