"What can you do?" Renamon asked, both trying to stall a little longer and genuinely suspicious of why he had not simply said that he would let her go. She was not about to give him her name if he was just going to trick her with a slip of a word or two. Flareon still shook as she was held in the air by the tentacles. She was only about five feet tall or so, and so she was lifted off the ground. "Please...pull it out....I will be a good girl....no more fighting....I promise." Flareion begged softly.
