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Your actions have generated some attention, it seems. Unavoidable after this long, but you're left wondering what exactly he knows. Ryan opens his mouth before you do.
"What you've heard?"
<span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-g">"A good pal of mine told me to watch out for a Human girl and her Astamon. A pretty apt descriptor, don't you think? Nobody else like that in the city. So when I get the news that one of my subordinates just got rescued by her, of course I'd take steps to keep things from getting any messier."</span></span>
"... I appreciate that." You say. "Your friend say anything else?"
<span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-g">"All off the record of course. That he has an agreement with you?"</span></span>
<span class="mu-s">"Hi-Commandramon. Yeah. Lil pipsqueak!"</span>
<span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-g">"He also said he was looking for a way to get in touch with you. So, reason number two for me to take command before I get issued orders that just get me killed."</span></span>
"Something urgent?"
<span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-g">"Time-sensitive, but not quite urgent. Here."</span></span>
Hoverespimon spits a file out of a compartment on his flying saucer. You hold a hand out to grab it, but Astamon intercepts you. He seizes it first, investigating the exterior. If it's something malicious, it's better that he handles it, so that he can use his Ultimate-level firewall.
<span class="mu-s">"Encrypted folder."</span> He remarks.
<span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-g">"To show that it's just a brick until you open it up. You can do that in whatever cozy little dens you Code Crackers feel safe unpacking them in. There, message delivered."</span></span>
"I hope he hasn't been blabbing about that agreement. Isn't that worse for him than me?"
<span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-g">"Well, I did say he was a good pal! And I meant it. Me and him go way, way back."</span></span>
You finally come across the exit. The solid brick of grass turns into an EM bridge, leading the way into the net. You'll have to turn yourself into data in order to travel, and Cutemon will need to go into Ryan's Digivice.
"You do have a backup slot, right?"
"Yeah."
You sigh in relief. If the prototype ones didn't, you'd have to waste even more time working out logistics or asking Pulsemon to stay behind. As your escape comes into view, Hoverespimon points to the pink bunny again.
