Ryou had just been turning a corner when he found himself in front of Jyou. A brow rose and he couldn't help but feel somewhat amused. The Damemon were a loud bunch of digimon and seemed to get louder every day-- it was in their nature. They were more excitable than Guilmon with Guilmon bread. Peering at the two partners and then around, Ryou managed to shrug a shoulder.

"I don't think anything we do will calm them. They're looking for their partners," the boy commented, before giving an almost laugh, "Afraid it's either cotton balls or no sleeping tonight." Because, really, the Damemon weren't doing any real harm, were they? "Loud Damemon are the least of your worries."