The guy with the Cutemon is staring intently at the Goblimon. "I don't think there's any need for them to stop the train."

Cutemon's looking back and forth between his Tamer and the Goblimon. "Why?"

"I can take them." He is absolutely sizing the Goblimon up. It's only a matter of time before he does something possibly ill-advised. He doesn't look like he'd be able to do much, at any rate.