[The two Digimon are still rumbling in the background, and beyond some shouts, they're not responding just yet. Instead, that honor falls on Rep, who's sitting cross-legged with his elbow against one of his legs and his hand propping up one of his cheeks while the other holds the Terminal.]

Sure. Believe me, I'm a replica, so I don't hold anything against him. XV-mon just...

[HUGE SIGH.]

She went and told him he's a copy of her, and now he's flipped his lid. I'm really starting to miss when she had tact right about now.