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>Ask about the podded
"Hey. What can you tell me about the pods?"
<span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-g">"Pardon?"</span></span>
"Podding. Come on, don't play dumb."
<span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-g">"Not a lot I can share. Not that any of us know THAT much in the first place. Is this about your casualties?"</span></span>
"In general-"
<span class="mu-s">"How do you know that?"</span> Astamon asks suspiciously, his finger twitching against the trigger weapon.
<span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-g">"Now who's playing dumb? It was all in the report. That was a big day, there's scarcely a commander who hasn't caught up on the incident. So, your pods..."</span></span>
Ryan and Gizamon pause before stepping across the bridge. He checks his timer, then shows it to Gizamon.
<span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-b">"Psst. Six minutes."</span></span> The Digimon interrupts, his orange fur bristling with suspicion as he watches Hoverespimon.
You nod at him, then send Pulsemon out of your Digivice. He quickly hurries over to Cutemon's side while you continue the conversation. You’ll need all of them available when you traverse the Network.
<span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-g">"They all go into the Tower. And then they're never seen again. But-"</span></span>
He pauses and looks around. For the first time, that easy, cool demeanor slips away. The rockets on his shoulders twitch and move, pointing over his shoulder. Once he's satisfied that nobody is listening, he continues.
<span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-g">"They're opened up before that."</span></span>
"So there IS a way to open them?"
<span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-g">"Yeah, no dip. Inside the Tower. You didn't think they just stuck a thousand pods in there forever, surely."</span></span>
<span class="mu-s">"No, I did. Wall to wall, lined up in neat little rows. Would never put it past you lot."</span>
<span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-g">"You sound like you've got a vendetta. But none of us have anything to do with your Pod problem. That's between you humans and the bots. All that code regarding disciplinary measures was stapled onto this city. Just like everything else you use."</span></span> He retorts, his left eye twitching in annoyance.
<span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-g">"Anyway, I've been as accommodating as possible. Take it as thanks for the present you've left us upstairs. Now, run along before your-"</span></span>
<span class="mu-s">"Hey!"</span>
Astamon abruptly grabs the back of your jacket and yanks you away from him.
