[Hello, Digital World! Here's Hawkmon with Marley's D-Terminal! He's actually being relatively quiet, speaking only as a conversational level this time.]

Good morning. I am Hawkmon. I just would like to take the time out to welcome all of the new Chosen to the city. If there's anything you need, feel free to ask. Marley would like to extend her greetings, too, but she's still sleeping, so I will say hello for her. She'd be more than welcome to help any way she can.

[Now that that part is over, Hawkmon simply waves a wing and quickly sets up a filter. Thank you, Marley, for teaching him how to do that!]

( Filtered to Commanders Uzuki and Shepard )

 [ The feed turns on to the image of a somewhat frail looking boy with bright green hair.  His partner, Wormmon is almost camouflaged from his current position of half flopped on his head. ]

Umm... hi! My name is Wally and my friend Wormmon said it was definitely time I said hello to everyone! It's still so amazing that the po-er, digimon here can all talk!

If I couldn't talk that'd be really bad.  I have a lot to say, you know!

I've noticed!

[ Wally grins and chuckles a little.  Though he really misses his Pokemon back home... Wormmon has definitely been a wonderful friend so far.  He was keeping him from being lonely, and telling him all sorts of wonderful things about the digital world! It was all quite amazing. ]

Anyways... if anyone was interested I was thinking of maybe cooking a big dinner to try and get to know more people around here!  Maybe set up some picnic tables outside the apartment building.

Food is the best way to make friends.  For real.

Maybe... Um, anyways, I think I'll probably make fried rice with lots of veggies since it's easy to make a big batch! So if you're interested, just let me know so I know how much I should make.

[ ...It's not like there are DOZENS of people around here, right? ]

[The video turns on shakily via a paw of an orange ear-winged Digimon. She seems uneasy as she folds her ears into herself.]

Hello...?

I'm Patamon. My partner just arrived and saw some strange messages-- now she won't stop muttering under her breath about plans and riddles. Are humans normally this one track?

Patamon-- what are you? [The image of an almost severe looking fourteen year old appeared on the screen as she reached for the D-Terminal.] What did I say? Turn it off! Who knows what that does.

It lets you talk to people, you know that.

[The girl still looked apprehensive as she took the device from her partner.] I don't know about that.

So-- we've been brought her to save the world. Again. How are we sure these Digimon aren't real monsters? Are we sure they're not lying to us and making us work against the world? There's too many loose-ended questions, including how the Digimon were born for us.

Can't you go easy on the questions?

Not until I get some answers. [It was said oh so seriously as she frowned at the D-Terminal before turning it off. It didn't help that just to read the welcome letter took her far too longer than she'd like, so the girl was aggravated on top of being worried already.]