[Coronamon nods each time Biyomon draws a conclusion. He's still more sentimental than practical, but he's smart bird.
When the subject of Bumblebee's speech comes up, his eyes lower to his nails, as if he finds them more interesting than the topic. Though, if it's any indication, he lacks most of the usual sarcastic or prideful inflection.]
He's all there as far as I can see and feel. But if what his friends have said is true, he is damaged in a way that probably can't be repaired. You wouldn't know it from the look of him, but he's a soldier.
[Feline eyes flicker back up to the screen thoughtfully. High places. Watching other people. Coronamon's partner has done something similar when scouting the area, and Biyomon's partner hardly strikes him as the window-watching or daydreaming sort.] You don't suppose your partner is looking for someone do you?
And the floating... [Coronamon sits up, eyes flickering in realization.] Biyomon, you may be onto something.
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When the subject of Bumblebee's speech comes up, his eyes lower to his nails, as if he finds them more interesting than the topic. Though, if it's any indication, he lacks most of the usual sarcastic or prideful inflection.]
He's all there as far as I can see and feel. But if what his friends have said is true, he is damaged in a way that probably can't be repaired. You wouldn't know it from the look of him, but he's a soldier.
[Feline eyes flicker back up to the screen thoughtfully. High places. Watching other people. Coronamon's partner has done something similar when scouting the area, and Biyomon's partner hardly strikes him as the window-watching or daydreaming sort.] You don't suppose your partner is looking for someone do you?
And the floating... [Coronamon sits up, eyes flickering in realization.] Biyomon, you may be onto something.