Great, so he was one of them. She didn’t trust them one bit. She didn’t like the idea of these people knowing everything about her and Lalamon. Plus there was still the distrust and bitterness of why they didn’t try to help with the situations with Kurata and the Royal Knights… Not to mention why there were other kids that got to have Digimon that weren’t being forced to join DATS like she was…
“I see,” was all she managed to say to his explanation. “Yes, I am. It’s nice to meet you, too.”
“Please forgive Yoshi,” Lalamon chimed in. “She’s usually more talkative and friendly. We’ve met someone from your bureau before, so I think she’s just a little less than happy to hear about it again.”
“Lalamon, hush,” she hissed, glaring at her partner. “What else do you know about us? And what were you doing in the Digital World? How did you get there, and how did you get hurt?” She couldn’t let her distrust stop her from finding out what she needed to, at least. She was involved in this, so she had to find out whatever she could.
“You’ve met one of us before...?”
“It’s the first I’ve heard about it,” Gaomon muttered, glancing at Yoshi and Lalamon. “When was this? Have you told anyone else about it?”
“Was it Himekawa-san!?” Daigo tried to sit up, only to cry out as pain shot through his body. He closed his eyes, forcing himself to relax again, and let out a sigh.
He didn’t want to answer all of her questions, but she wouldn’t trust him if he didn’t.
“There was a fight, and one of the Digimon opened a Distortion leading to the Digital World. I wanted to help, so I followed the Chosen Children without thinking. I got hurt protecting them.” It was stupid, but he didn’t regret it. Their lives were more important than his.
“We have records on everyone working for DATS, and every encounter you’ve had with a Digimon. That’s all.”