[ Now it's hard to see the Undertaker at all, his Keramon just as excited as the other, face pressed to the screen because Keramon! He's got a sibling! (Or so he decides.) They can hang out and play like all the other Digimon won't and everything!

And there's a tittering from the Undertaker himself, visible as little more than a long-nailed hand as he pats his partner between the 'ears'. ]

Please, milord, I would not be nearly so unprofessional as to cut you along with your bindings... unless that was also part of the request. But very well, leather is hardly the material my scythe is meant to cut, anyway.

Right, right! Death scythe! So much for that! Kekeke! Keramon let's go play sometime soon okay?? We can get All-You-Can-Eat at Burgermon Cafe!!