"Ah, yes. I can wait outside of course." Of course it's not offensive to point out the obvious size constraints in this case. But there's a few solutions. One of which will be to turn his head as if glancing over his shoulder. But it's actually to let his voice carry better to the digimon nesting in his hood. "Elecmon?"

After a moment or two the cloth bunched around the back of his head stirs and out pops a sleepy looking face, rubbing one eye with a forepaw. "What is it, Themis?" At least this time it's no surprise they're outside of the house.

"We're going to help a Gabumon with his Tamer. Would you be willing to help if needed? It seems their home is to small for one of my size."

While his partner is waking up, Themis looks down to Gabumon again and explains. "Elecmon has been learning many things about the smaller Tamers with me. If yours can't be convinced to leave the house, she might be able to offer insight."

Elecmon has gotten to the point where she seems to be perking up with interest. And she definitely raises a paw to wave down at Gabumon from the shoulder perch she's clambered to by now.