The little Impmon nodded and sighed sadly, “Me too.”
A few minutes passed in silence before Maddigan finally spoke up again, “I’m tired.”
It seemed weird to say, he presumed that he had been asleep for hours after Amelia and Lady had brought him into their home. Yet it was true, Maddigan could barely keep his eyes open.
Sleep would be good, and it would make the time go by faster as he waited to go search for Bowen.
Amelia glanced at Maddigan’s hot chocolate, and then at Lady who had finished her’s. The inky black feline blinked once, her bright golden eyes owlish and curious as the little Impmon spoke. Then Lady nodded her head sympathetically. “The cold will drain you. We can make you a better bed on the couch! Unless you want to sleep in our room.” Lady’s ears twitched slightly, her tail tip flicking a bit. The thought wasn’t particularly appealing. She disliked almost anyone else in their bedroom, after all.
“I can plug a space heater in our room easier, and we can stay out here and mind the storm, Lady.” Amelia soothed, standing up and stretching. “Come on, I’ll get an extra pillow and blanket. Lady K, would you clean up the dishes?”
“Yeah.” Lady made a face, picking up the mugs and tottering off to the kitchen. Amelia hummed softly, pulling down a spare velveteen pillow and an old blanket that had once been Lady’s when she was still more often a Salamon in the real world. It was soft and fuzzy, with clearly worn patches where the little plott hound like Digimon had worried at it.
“Here we go. I’ll wake you up when the storm starts to move off, alright?” They had been lucky the power hadn’t failed on them so far, and that the building had generators just in case it did go out. They wouldn’t be freezing through the night, at least, if the snow didn’t let up. Amelia hoped that it would, though. The sooner they were able to reunite Maddigan and his partner, the better.
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