[And here we have a shot of the Replica within the General Store, currently holding up a box of candy hearts, which he squints at, rolls his eyes, and sets back down. Dumb holiday...]

Ugh. You know, I really shouldn't be surprised the general store's selling all this stupid Valentine's stuff. I'm surprised there's not some kind of "Cupidmon" fluttering around for good measure. Is there even a point to it?

I bet you'd be singing a different tune if Naminé was here. [His Gabumon flutters his eyelids and clasps his hands together, earning a punch to the snout.]

You know, I'm still not against snatching that pelt...

[It's like he said the magic word, as Gabumon shuts his trap with a whimper. Smirking, the Replica brushes past the shelf, having seen more than enough. Besides, with all the craziness going on in town, he's got bigger fish to fry.]

So, I know somebody already brought up that Myotismon guy, but I've heard rumors going around that he's got the power to time travel. I'm just gonna say it straight up: I'm gonna get it, even if it kills me. Don't even think about holding me back.

[Is this him asserting his claim on the artifact?]

...But I'm not stupid. Kotemon's told me this Myotismon guy's an Ultimate level, and I don't even know how to get into his castle without getting caught. It's just... if the rumor's true, that thing's my chance.

[But why is it his chance? He's being a bit vague here, but one thing's for sure: one way to erase death is to make sure it never happened in the first place.]