"...I see." Psyche finally spoke, after a moment to take in everything Eliza had explained. Something about that did sound pretty odd, and the dragon hoped it wasn't anything serious. "So you want me to come along, yes?" Eliza nodded, which pretty much settled it. "Alright! Just give me a minute to find someone to take care of things in my place, and we can go!"
And they both knew exactly who might be the perfect Digimon for the job.
And they both knew exactly who might be the perfect Digimon for the job.