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[It's the end of the day, most guild Pokémon should be getting ready to turn in right about now, and yet Aegiomon finds himself turning to the grumpearl. Maybe it's just him, but he loves a good late night conversation and there's been something on his mind for awhile now.]

I've been thinking...a-and I know it might sound dumb, but... Well, I know I'm far from the only person here who's really missing someone. Lots of someones, actually! And sometimes...I catch myself seeing if I can find them whenever I'm walking around in crowds.

But...they wouldn't be the same, right? They'd be Pokemon like the rest of us, so...it's kinda silly thinking you'd see a human, or a Digimon, or whatever else there is all of the sudden.

D-Do you ever think about what kinda Pokémon they'd be? Would it be easy to tell that it's even them? Would they be happy?

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[ not here / in person ]

[wovensecrets]

[ This is the sort of question best encouraged toward the networks at large - she certainly has no real answer for it, "ghosts" she'd refused to acknowledge aside or the fact that Ichijouji was presently in a coma -- easy enough to avoid answering by heading off for a "nap", not like she hasn't been keeping herself extremely busy otherwise.

Doesn't mean she fully avoids... listening, almost as if she can't stop herself willingly from eavesdropping even if there's so much melancholy involved. It's ... annoying, but she's tired and also would rather be avoiding further acknowledging this time of year particularly when she picks up on something unexpected being considered.

A muffled thud from the cabinet? No, you heard nothing, carry on - ]

[timeexistseverywhere]

[Well, that certainly grabs his attention. Aegiomon startles, causing his hammock to shake slightly. Oh shoot, he never considered he might be...uh, bothersome with all his chatter. Was someone trying to sleep? Quietly, he rolls out of the hammock and onto the floor, his hooves making a light clopping noise to signify that he's on the move.]

H-Hey, is everything okay over there?

[The cabinet perhaps?]

[wovensecrets]

[ That tell-tale sign of hooves on the move is thankfully enough warning sound. Right, composure, it doesn't matter that she's lodged the pearl forcefully underneath a cushion as she pushes open the cabinet door to her storage chest earned from a mission not long after her arrival, to hop down. ]

What-? You don't have to worry, it's just that pesky glitter, I still keep finding it everywhere. I was just going to do another sweep up around the place.

[ Not... wholly a misdirection, just an easily available one as that stuff had been particularly difficult to clean despite her efforts. She can't wholly hide the slight edge in her voice that it could be something else too, but deflection, that's what she does. ]

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...

[She is so lucky Aegiomon simply has no reason to believe anyone would lie to him. ...Despite...prior experiences in his life. The mention of glitter is all he needs to hear, he totally gets it.]

Ugh, I know, I still find glitter on myself sometimes. It's pretty, but...sometimes it's kinda itchy...

[Aegiomon gives himself a little shake, as if he can still feel some phantom specks.]

Did you want any help?

[wovensecrets]

Right...

[ Definitely easier to channel everything into the frustration over the glitter, and then push that back into being productive. There are still at least some pesky specks that glint and catch her attention that she can easily use as a scape--goat... ignore that. ]

It's probably unavoidable since there's so much of it in the city that will keep being tracked in by us just walking around or blown in from the wind... Can you do a quick sweep by our windows and doors to make sure they're cleared at least for now?

[ While she. Just leans here a bit against the cabinet door to try and look more balanced than she feels in the effort to continue to not worry the kid further. Still, she's noticed from being around both Aegiomon and Guilmon that they're both uniquely naive and yet perceptive in different ways. Hard to know what one might pick up that the other does not. ]