"So close to making yourself a suit with a cape, calling yourself Lord Dwarfstar, and shrinking Central City," Yamato says, holding up his fingers an inch apart. "So close."
Sora pauses, peering through the undergrowth, before slowly going: "I ... think so?"
"Dibros," Jyou says, gravely.
Through the trees, the second dinosaur seems to return fire with a slightly stammered: "Well, I may be a Digimon, but you're a ... Digi-bro-n. Digi -- Digi-bro-n, it's like ... mon, but it's ... it's bro-n ..."
"I think they seem quite sweet," Sora says, mildly.
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Sora pauses, peering through the undergrowth, before slowly going: "I ... think so?"
"Dibros," Jyou says, gravely.
Through the trees, the second dinosaur seems to return fire with a slightly stammered: "Well, I may be a Digimon, but you're a ... Digi-bro-n. Digi -- Digi-bro-n, it's like ... mon, but it's ... it's bro-n ..."
"I think they seem quite sweet," Sora says, mildly.