[ Ah, Hibiki is finally starting to notice that it’s getting… pretty heated right now. Both literally and figuratively. This has gotta stop and get resolved soon, or else things will end up even more complicated… and she doesn’t want to end up in a separate room from Miku just because their partners are at each other’s throats.
Actually, the thought suddenly sends a wave of nervousness through her. It suddenly calms her own loud and impulsive head like water poured on a fire. ]
A-Ahh…!
[ She looks down at Coronamon… he looks like he’s about to explode, and so she acts on her first immediate thought, seeing as she doesn’t have a chance in coming up with a plan or anything. Before Coronamon can suddenly start shouting even louder… ]
OHHH-KAY!! Yep! Let’s stop yelling!
H-HEY!! I—hn…!?
[ She suddenly scoops up her partner, which in-turn redirects his indignation toward Hibiki herself… though weirdly not as loudly as he just looked like he was going to be.
In any case, Hibiki‘s attention turns to Solarmon now. ]
C’mon, please? Solarmon? It’s really important… and I promise we’ll figure something out!
[ Outwardly, nothing’s changed. Her plead is genuine, but still cheerful and lighthearted. But Coronamon is suddenly weirdly silent—albeit still grumpy—and Hibiki is squeezing him just a little tightly. Maybe she finally comprehended the situation, realization hitting her in the form of unease and prompting her to silently try and get her partner to please be quiet, just for little a bit…
Or maybe he was just impressed that, despite his earlier criticisms, her grip is tighter than it looks… and she’s actually got some muscle on her arms. Maybe she isn’t actually a wimp like he thought. Either way, there’s no retort from Coronamon… though he doesn’t look happy about it. ]
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Actually, the thought suddenly sends a wave of nervousness through her. It suddenly calms her own loud and impulsive head like water poured on a fire. ]
A-Ahh…!
[ She looks down at Coronamon… he looks like he’s about to explode, and so she acts on her first immediate thought, seeing as she doesn’t have a chance in coming up with a plan or anything. Before Coronamon can suddenly start shouting even louder… ]
OHHH-KAY!! Yep! Let’s stop yelling!
H-HEY!! I—hn…!?
[ She suddenly scoops up her partner, which in-turn redirects his indignation toward Hibiki herself… though weirdly not as loudly as he just looked like he was going to be.
In any case, Hibiki‘s attention turns to Solarmon now. ]
C’mon, please? Solarmon? It’s really important… and I promise we’ll figure something out!
[ Outwardly, nothing’s changed. Her plead is genuine, but still cheerful and lighthearted. But Coronamon is suddenly weirdly silent—albeit still grumpy—and Hibiki is squeezing him just a little tightly. Maybe she finally comprehended the situation, realization hitting her in the form of unease and prompting her to silently try and get her partner to please be quiet, just for little a bit…
Or maybe he was just impressed that, despite his earlier criticisms, her grip is tighter than it looks… and she’s actually got some muscle on her arms. Maybe she isn’t actually a wimp like he thought. Either way, there’s no retort from Coronamon… though he doesn’t look happy about it. ]