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"Yeah. I saw something I liked while we were in the machine. Let's go."
While you have a disdain for most of the city's workings, one little thing does manage to sink its claws into you: New flavor releases of sodas. Squid has long since settled the food issue for the Dogs of War, and there are plenty of hacked devices in the cafeteria that can spit out whatever you want.
Of course, Wind then set limits of his own, making sure his underlings didn't just order luxurious feasts daily without occasion. You vaguely see the sense in that ruling.
The two of you settle down with a couple of ice-cold drinks. Ryan has some kind of sweet tea, and you have 'Wintermelon Wonder'. Your shoulders sag with exhaustion, and the both of you sit in silence for a couple of minutes, finally given a chance to unwind.
He starts up the conversation first.
"... Feels kinda tense without a debriefing."
"Right?" You agree. "Like there's no closure."
"Well, get on with it then."
"Me?"
"Yeah. We followed your lead all mission, you're the one with the most things to say."
Phascomon stirs in your Digivice. You can tell he's listening, despite how tired he is.
"Okay. Give me a moment..."
When the Dogs of War did these briefings, they always had visuals showcasing the impact of their actions, to help all of you feel like you accomplished something great. You don't really have slides, but you quickly figure out what to pull up on a handful of display windows.
"Alright. I hereby declare our mission to acquire Cutemon a resounding success."
