03-17-2007, 05:58 PM
Altima stared at the digimon, wondering why he was acting strange. "Is there anything else you were going to say?" he asked, pulling some pants on. He felt like he could trust this digimon. "Well, I don't need you to do anything for me.." Altima said, which was a lie, he had strange thoughts of the renamon, of him craving the renamon. God, why were these images popping in his head.