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[There is a young man in an eyepatch, and loose green clothing sitting on a phone booth. Right up on top of it. His knees pulled up to his chest. It's pretty weird to see a guy up on a phone booth. But, hey, maybe he has a good reason for it.]

[Someone's talking to him, but they're off-camera. He looks like he's trying to figure out how to work this thing, while they're talking.]

-- It's really okay. No one's going to hurt you if you come down.

[The skittish-looking guy glances down, over the edge of the phone booth. There's a flash of something dark, and concerned-looking, as he ends up angling his device thing for a better look.]

[He shakes his head.]

But you can't sleep up there...

[A little shrug.]

It doesn't matter. I'm here to fight, so I can go home.

You don't know how long that's going to take. Please come down.

No.

[And that seems like all he's going to say. Until he actually looks at what he's recording, anyway.]

Where do I start fighting?

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[They've got to stop running into each other like this. But seriously, kid, stop climbing on or under things you're going to get arrested for soliciting or something...not that Wheeljack would know. He eats burgers on the sidewalk.

But for now, he's just on his way back from the grocery store. Much like Arcee, he takes advantage of Sheepmon's horns, using them to carry bags home. She doesn't do so quietly, something about being 'treated like a lady' or something.

Look how much he cares.

But upon passing the phone booth and the Keramon, Wheeljack looks up. And You is soon to follow.]

OH hey! It's him! The wall clinger!

[Kagerou and the Keramon couldn't possibly have different reactions. He pulls his legs in closer, like he's trying to puff up and look more intimidating, and less like a nervous kid up on a phone booth. The Keramon? Just looks relieved.]

Please tell him it's okay to come down. He's not listening to me...

[He shakes his head.]

If I'm only here to fight, then that's all I want to do.

... I'll go home then.

[The Keramon makes helpless little flailing motions at him. Then at You.]

Someone told him that, and now he's taking it seriously.

[Wheeljack immediately scrubs a hand over his face at this, rubbing the bridge of his nose. If anyone knew him better, they'd say it was almost a Ratchet-like gesture. ~~Not that Wheeljack would ever admit that~~. He holds his hand up, the Sheepmon stepping back a few paces while Wheeljack looks up, one eyebrow quirked.]

Hey kid, pretty sure that's not your phone booth. Get your aft down here.

[NO NONSENSE. But You hears that whisper of his, tilting her head curiously.]

Why would YOU be the one fighting? You can't fight a Digimon, that's stuff only WE can do!

[His shoulders hunch up. He's missing those wings very badly right now. Some random human is grabbing at him -- no. That's not okay. He scoots back.]

It's fine here.

[Good luck, Wheeljack.]

[He doesn't so much as glance at You, though.]

That was what I was told. That's what he said. I fight, and I'll go home.

[You know what, he's not going to take that stubbornness. His hand gesture changes to something else, and like magic, You comes. She was learning quick, and Wheeljack may have appreciated that cooperation with it.

With You closer now, he grabs the grocery bags on one of her horns and puts it on the other, then uses the first as something to stand on. To get higher up on the phone booth.]

Kid. You're not gonna fight here. Believe me, I got no reason to lie to ya.

Wait--

[Except the poor Hell Muppet's warning is a little too late. When Wheeljack starts climbing up, Kagerou shoves himself backward until he's crouched on the far edge of the phone booth.]

[Away from the supposed "human being".]

Yes, I am. I'm going to, so that I can be myself again.

Why do you want to stop me?

[Wheeljack sees this, leaning his arms on the opposing side of the phone booth. Fine, if you want to play that game, he can play this too. He doesn't move from his position, except to give Kagerou the stare down.]

Well good luck, kid, because You fighting doesn't do scrap.

Is that an insult?

...

[There's a little twitch of his leg as he bonks her upside the head. You know you deserved that.]

OW! Rude...