"How long did it take for you to learn to reach that stage?" Dracmon seems keenly interested; while Dorumon was content to wait for the right moment to evolve.. she wasn't. Sooner was better. Power was power, and they needed more of it.

A sentiment Terra shared, however reluctantly. Sometimes power backfired. He's listening to this other conversation, but he doesn't add to it right now. Masaru is glanced at instead, a smile crossing his face. Since when did Terra need a bodyguard?

Then again, his keyblade didn't work. Or his magic. "Company's always welcome. I don't know about a bodyguard, but extra eyes and hands are always good to have along."