[It's unusual for Commandramon to be taken by surprise, but he's deeply engrossed in his Tamer's business - looking at bits and bobs that might make for good spell components - and paying less attention than usual to his surroundings. The digimon startles badly when Solarmon bumps into him, whirling around with gleaming silver foreclaws raised and ready to strike. Jamie scrambles to make sense of what's happening and calm everything down before the situation escalates any further.]
Whoa!! Whoa, hang on, it was just a bump, I don't think they meant to do it. You're not hurt, are you? [His hand hovers near Commandramon's, and after a moment the digimon lowers it, turning to take stock of himself.]
...no serious damage to report. I believe it singed me. [The optical camouflage pattern on the exposed skin of his tail is flickering a bit, as though unsure of how to rearrange itself.]
We'll get it taken care of. No harm done, right? [Jamie looks toward Miku and Solarmon now, placating.] You guys all right?
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Date: 2022-04-05 02:15 am (UTC)Whoa!! Whoa, hang on, it was just a bump, I don't think they meant to do it. You're not hurt, are you? [His hand hovers near Commandramon's, and after a moment the digimon lowers it, turning to take stock of himself.]
...no serious damage to report. I believe it singed me. [The optical camouflage pattern on the exposed skin of his tail is flickering a bit, as though unsure of how to rearrange itself.]
We'll get it taken care of. No harm done, right? [Jamie looks toward Miku and Solarmon now, placating.] You guys all right?