[The video screen is dominated by BlackWargreymon's horned head, looking down at the camera. The angle itself is somewhat awkward, due to the Digimon's massive form and unfamiliarity with the technology he's attempting to use. Only once before has he recorded a message using the device he was given.]

Some time ago, one of the Chosen made mention of a battle against a Mega-level Digimon ending undesirably. I suspect that this is not only due to the power of your Digimon partners, but also due to inexperience in combat with such a strong opponent. I have considered this with care over the time since that announcement was made.

If any Chosen whose partner has reached Ultimate-level evolutions would like to learn what fighting a Mega-level Digimon entails, I am extending an offer for you to train with me. I have little else to do with my time here, and would like to dedicate myself to aiding you all in any way I am able.

For any who are not yet so strong, but would still like training, I am willing to spar with Champion-levels as well.

[ nothing fancy here. just the sun setting on the beach. yeah, there's some odd stuff here and there, but it doesn't obstruct the view much. ]

You've been watching for hours, you know.

[ Sora gives an awkward little laugh. ]

I think it's just because my friends and I would all hang around the play island until after the sun set. Riku, Kairi, and I would get up on this tree and just kinda hang out. Seeing the sun set like this kinda reminds me of home.

Hmm. For a moment I was getting worried. You have never been this still or quiet for so long so I was wondering if you suddenly went catatonic on me. [ Ryudamon is teasing, what with that little smirk of his and all. Sora? he huffs. even his own partner picks on him. ]

Hey! I can totally sit still and appreciate things like this.

We should take a tally of all of the people that would be surprised to hear that.

Wow. Mean. [ though he says that, Sora sticks out his tongue. ]

Didn't you have something you meant to ask, besides just wasting our time here?

Oh yeah... [ there his attention goes - to talk to everyone else like he forgot they were there. ] So there's some caves around the lake area. Anyone wanna go with me and Ryudamon?

[Okay. So since Fuko won't put herself onto the network willingly, it's up to Penguinmon to get the job done and make the others aware of what Fuko's been up to. Consent for the recording is dubious, Fuko doesn't even seem to notice the camera's running. Instead she's busying herself with another starfish carving, slowly but surely adding to her small mountain. A few times she winces, her bandaged hand clearly seen. She's been using a bad blade for some time now.]

Your hand hurts.

It doesn't hurt. [Obviously lying, but she keeps at it. Without Tomoya harping on her, Fuko's fallen back into bad habits.]

You should take a day off.

I can't do that, I still don't have enough.

How do you not have enough? Our bedroom is crawling with them.

I have to make a lot more of them.

Just how many do you need?

One for everybody.

You're joking...right? [Twitch. Twitch.]

Why would I be joking? [Fuko is always serious.]

And what are you going to do once you've carved enough?

I'm gonna pass them out.

So you won't willingly talk to people...yet you're gonna give them each a carving? [And the no answer from Fuko sends Penguinmon past her breaking point. Vigorously rubbing at her temples, she quickly turns to the camera.] Do you people see what I'm forced to deal with here? Can someone else babysit her for an afternoon or a week? I need a break.

You talk a lot like Okazaki. [STILL CARVING]