[ Miyako finds herself growing more frustrated at what can only be called being dismissed. Her initial pretending-not-to-notice the other having been from embarrassment and wanting to get dressed as quickly as possible, her attention hasn't left him - or her partner since. A less trusting person may have noticed Childe's half an answer — But she fails to, listening to him chatter onto Hawkmon.
The digimon colors at the compliments - Not the most fond of too much attention if only because he doesn't know how to respond to it. A bird may not usually blush, but he really does do a good imitation. ]
Well, I — If you think it would go to such a good cause as to make them happy...
[ He! Doesn't know how to respond to that, but the young woman tucks her hands behind her back as she tries cheerly, pegging his dismay on the wrong thing in not seeing them right now (or maybe the right thing) but trying to be helpful: ] You never know, you may return home one day and find them with their own Digimon partners. It's becoming more and more common! My sisters have partners now, too.
no subject
The digimon colors at the compliments - Not the most fond of too much attention if only because he doesn't know how to respond to it. A bird may not usually blush, but he really does do a good imitation. ]
Well, I — If you think it would go to such a good cause as to make them happy...
[ He! Doesn't know how to respond to that, but the young woman tucks her hands behind her back as she tries cheerly, pegging his dismay on the wrong thing in not seeing them right now (or maybe the right thing) but trying to be helpful: ] You never know, you may return home one day and find them with their own Digimon partners. It's becoming more and more common! My sisters have partners now, too.