Vagile turned his attention back to Debbie, cocking an eyebrow like he couldn't believe what he had heard. "Are you serious? Are you saying that your life--your own protection--is more important at this moment? Because that's what it sounds like. There are people that need our help right now, and you seemed to be more concerned about getting back to Motherboard as safely as possible. You too Waspmon!" Vagile added as he turned back to face his digimon.<br/>"Hey! I never said I<span style="font-style: italic">needed</span>to return to Motherboard. Neither did Debbie. We're just--"<br/>"Nevermind." Vagile interjected, cutting him off mid-sentence. "Anyways Debbie where's your digimon. Uhhh...Swimmon was it? Surely you'll be fine with him with you, right?"