Flare sighed gently to herself again as she sipped on her tea, moving it gently away from her lips. The woman closed her eyes trying to hear something more, something about her to see if anyone around even saw her. She wanted to know if she actually existed here and wasn’t just see through. So she focused wanting to know exactly what was going on in this world, however such concentration and so many voices made it hard. Tea. Movie. Joe. Paper. Bread. Rude. Then the sounds of what seemed like an animal running hit her ears, growing ever closer by the second. The sounds of the running drowned out every other noise that would hit her sensitive hearing, and then a thud.
Opening her eyes slowly to not draw suspicion to her to seem as if she wasn’t eavesdropping she sees some…dog(?) sitting on her table. She was about to call out for an owner of the pup sitting on her table when…it SPOKE to her. The dog asked if she was human, dumbfounded and caught more off guard than when a dragon landed in the city square. She took a moment to think and deciding to be herself she was about to answer when a human ran up and snatched the dog from her table. Now thoroughly confused the human apologized for the dog and gave a bow, ah an apology, it seems as if this man used the tradition of her home.
“Ah i see…I understand now.” Flare would give a small laugh as her tail swayed behind her slightly. “You are this dog owner yes? No need to apologize i was feeling lonely anyways. However i am not sure where you are from, but in my world…dogs do not normally talk. Nor look this cute~” Flare would say her ears giving a slight flick when the wind brushed against them. “Now as for you question. No i am not a human though i resemble one. My race is called a ‘Beastkin’ a mixture of both human and animal DNA.” Flare would go on placing her tea down onto the table. “We have many variants. I would be a fox variant. Though many people have referred to me as a ‘kitsune’ if that helps you understand my race.”
“dog?” joe repeats confused, blinking a couple of times before he realises he already made a lot of very big mistakes in allowing gomamon to walk off and talk as he pleased. he still doesn’t know much about this world and what is normal and whatnot and the last thing he wants to be is weird. before being a digidestined, he is simply your average adolescent in his final teen years. self conscious first and foremost, and with a whole bunch of needless stress about growing up and having to be an adult now. still, it is already far too late to claim his partner a stuffed toy as he usually does, especially as gomamon is the one who takes over the conversation.
“i’m not a dog!” he snaps and wiggles in joe’s grasp as though he is ready to fight. or throw hands at the very least. but he seems to settle down again when the world cute is used about him. “i’m not a dog,” he repeats, “i’m a digimon! my name is gomamon! nice to meet’cha~!”
“and this is joe!” he then continues to introduce his partner who nods his head in greeting. standing a bit awkwardly around, shifting from foot to foot, joe is not sure if he should sit down with the woman or not. in the first place it would be kind of embarrassing to do so randomly with someone he doesn’t know who just so happened to be a girl. but then again she does seem to have handed him a roundabout invitation, and he is interested in hearing more, both about the place he finds himself in now as well as the whole aspect of parallel worlds. so in the end he sits down with a slight blush and a “sorry for the intrusion.”
“to be fair, i think talking dogs would probably be weird no matter where you went!” joe admits, glad that what he knows to be common sense at least applies to one other place in the quantum sea or whatever koushirou called it. “gomamon is... well, digimon are sort of an exception i guess, but they’re not really from my world in the first place so i guess you can say he’s also kind of weird by my own standards but--” how does he explain this without sounding like a madman or some kid who still hasn’t outgrown his chuunibyou phase?
“well, i have to admit that we don’t have any animal-humans in my world either unless it’s cosplay...” so from that perspective, his conversation partner, too, is incredibly weird, but he tries to shake his feelings of common sense and what should and should not be, and simply accept her for what she claims to be. “i do kind of know what kitsune is except it’s only from fiction so it’s a bit...” no, he cannot call her weird to her face. “anyway, it surprised me i guess. and gomamon. he isn’t even used to humans in generals so i guess you caught his interest.” hearing his name called, gomamon raises a paw with a “yessssss!” before going back to eyeing the woman’s cup of tea intensely.
“i guess i’m more surprised that you’re really casual about him. most people back home freak out at the thought of monsters and wouldn’t even for a second consider that parallel worlds can exist.” while he was talking joe can feel his partner tug at his sleeve, and he sighs, already knowing what the creature wants. he nods at the other’s beverage. “is this some kind of cafe? i’m totally new to this place so i don’t know my way around at all. where can i get some snacks?”
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