Someone else isn't quite taking to her partner as well. Terra (not Terra, Amy) frowns at the little rock...thing. She'd just opened the door to get a peek out and he barged right in, bouncing on his heels (er, feet? does he even have heels?).

This was, of course, after dodging the little ball of fun -- Culumon, was it? -- and reading over the instructions left. Okay, great. Hero again. Not if she has anything to say about it...

But the little guy, Gotsumon, so he said, looks like he might not help that process. "You and me, we're gonna be great fighters! Superheroes! Fight the bad guys, save the world! Ra, ra!" He pumps one fist into the air after the other.

"Look," Terra says, "I'm...flattered, but I'm really not the "hero' person. Maybe you should find another--"

A gasp! "I can't find another! You're my partner! And I'm yours." His eyes are big and sparkly. Great. Terra hates letting down kids.

She glances around and spots an older guy. Kinda odd, wearing robes. But still, she'll take any help she can get.

"Excuse me," Terra says to him. "Look, this little guy-- can you help me with him?"