[Sitting outside the main terminal building, his back against the structure's wall, is a brown-haired boy currently a million miles away in thought, turning his Digivice over and over in his hand. Next to him is a silver, metal Digimon that resembles the unfortunate coupling of a beetle and a taser. He looks about as concerned as the boy looks totally out of it.]
Are you sure you're feeling well? Human biology isn't one of my areas of expertise, but I'm sure we could find someone-
[The boy cuts him off.] I'm fine, really.
[It's the fifth time he's said it, and it still sounds almost emotionless. Maybe it's because he's using every bit of his brain to try and understand this impossible situation, to process everything he's just been told. Or maybe he's just too emotionally exhausted to really give a damn any more. Either way, it's not helping to reassure Kokuwamon, who still looks over his partner with as much concern as two little red light eyes can muster.]
This just can't be happening. [Shinji mutters it again, another phrase he's repeated over and over during the ten minutes he's been sitting ni this spot.] But I guess it has to be. I can't wait here while I lie to myself.
[He finally stands, much to Kokuwamon's delight, but doesn't walk forward.]
So. Now what?
[He looks around, as if waiting for someone to prompt him to actually advance further.]
Outside Main Terminal
Are you sure you're feeling well? Human biology isn't one of my areas of expertise, but I'm sure we could find someone-
[The boy cuts him off.] I'm fine, really.
[It's the fifth time he's said it, and it still sounds almost emotionless. Maybe it's because he's using every bit of his brain to try and understand this impossible situation, to process everything he's just been told. Or maybe he's just too emotionally exhausted to really give a damn any more. Either way, it's not helping to reassure Kokuwamon, who still looks over his partner with as much concern as two little red light eyes can muster.]
This just can't be happening. [Shinji mutters it again, another phrase he's repeated over and over during the ten minutes he's been sitting ni this spot.] But I guess it has to be. I can't wait here while I lie to myself.
[He finally stands, much to Kokuwamon's delight, but doesn't walk forward.]
So. Now what?
[He looks around, as if waiting for someone to prompt him to actually advance further.]