Nonna's head turned to Pawnchessmon for an opinion on the matter. the digimon merely shook her head once, to which Nonna agreed with a head nod. "I'm sorry but at what part does that have anything to do with us? And for the record, we'd appreciate if we weren't referred to as some sort of a circus clown and their domesticated pet." she said, not liking the word tamer one bit. The nerve of this guy. He could have asked befre dragigng them here, he apparently could contact them via e-mail!

Pawnchessmon had her own to add. "I have never even seen the digital world. In fact, as things were, when I would have digivolved it's masters would tear me from my partner. Why should I feel obliged to aid them? The force that removed most of us from Earth left me where I belong. I see no reason why I should upset it." the chess piece lookalike delivered her own opinion. Maybe it sounded harsh and selfish, but that was what living with Nonna and her society did to you, and Pawnchessmon was entirely happy with it.