"I don't understand that reference," Yamato says, turning a page on the notepad. "But, er -- hang on."
He slides the notepad under his arm for a moment, pressing his wrist computer and bringing up a small hologram of Omegamon: A shimmering white robotic knight with a white and red cape billowing behind it, and oddly mismatched arms: One bright orange with a metallic dinosaur's head for a hand, and one dark blue with a metallic wolf's head for a hand.
Sora chuckles slightly. "I'm glad to hear it. About the race, I mean. The Penmon are ..." she pauses for a moment, thinking, "... interesting. We managed to never run into them before, but they seem to be all over the place now."
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He slides the notepad under his arm for a moment, pressing his wrist computer and bringing up a small hologram of Omegamon: A shimmering white robotic knight with a white and red cape billowing behind it, and oddly mismatched arms: One bright orange with a metallic dinosaur's head for a hand, and one dark blue with a metallic wolf's head for a hand.
Sora chuckles slightly. "I'm glad to hear it. About the race, I mean. The Penmon are ..." she pauses for a moment, thinking, "... interesting. We managed to never run into them before, but they seem to be all over the place now."