If it had been... before... I wouldn't have even asked. Hell, I probably woulda been gone months ago. But I... not just all the Chosen there, but the *digimon* too- we had *lives* there. Just seeing it all gone, like that...

[So similar to what almost happened to Shibuya. He shudders, pulling his knees under his chin, blue eye even darker under the D-T light]

I want to fight, I want to fix things. But I just don't know HOW. If digimon like that can just swoop in anytime they want-