[Not so accidental Audio][Blame Patamon]

[likesitodd]

Talk to me.

No.

Tell me!

I'm fine.

No your not.

Yes I am.

Liar.

Patamon I'm busy here.

Busy doing what? Scribbling.

Helping Odd with his paperwork go wash some dishes or something.

Not tell you tell me what's got you so bleh lately. Ever since we got mugged.

...

That's it isn't it? You're still bummed out about that aren

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[brthrs_watchdog]

That stuff? It just kinda...happens.

[likesitodd]

Well let's start with what it is since SOMEONE can't just talk to me like a normal Digimon.

Like you know what a normal Digimon is like.

[brthrs_watchdog]

It's...glowing stuff that comes out of you. Like a helping hand. For everyone it's...supposed to be different.

[likesitodd]

Right...just vague enough to sound useful.

But you said it just happens? There's no way to like...control it?

[brthrs_watchdog]

I think emotions have something to do with it? When it happened with me...yeah, emotions. You just kind of think and it does what you want.

[likesitodd]

What was yours like? what was going on when it happened?

[brthrs_watchdog]

Were you here when people started disappearing awhile back? And places around the Digital World were attacked? Mine happened then. We were defending a little village and something was falling on us and I...well, it just sort of appeared.

[likesitodd]

Sorry I must have missed that...sounds intense though. So like a survival instinct kicked in and you saved yourself?

[brthrs_watchdog]

[Pause.]

...You could call it that. More like...a strong desire.

To live.

[likesitodd]

I knew there was a hidden strength in those serious looking eyes.

[brthrs_watchdog]

Not much of a strength, just a...promise.

Anyway, you can't tell what form it'll take, but usually it just kind of...gathers around your hand until it actually takes a form.

[likesitodd]

Huh...well it's not much but it's a start. Thank you Machi.