Save The Date (N-Not That It's A Date Or Anything!) [Maia] Apr 22, 2016 2:30:40 GMT
Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Apr 22, 2016 2:30:40 GMT
"Hey, don't worry about it. It's more like I'm kicking myself out anyway," Elliot joked back. He gave the cartridge a gentle pat in response to Kuu's worries about being shaken, and made sure to walk extra gingerly to avoid shaking up the poor fox. That kind of thing was easier said than done when one had a bad leg, but it'd be a cold day in hell before Elliot upset his good friend. "When nobody's looking I'll let you take a peek at the menu, okay?" he assured the fox, having a bad feeling that this would end in the fox ordering one of everything and Elliot being several, several dollars lighter.
Isaac found himself smirking at Maia's tease. "I mean, hey. If it meant not having to leave you behind? Gladly," he teased back. However, the smirk on his face dropped as he found himself considering the question seriously as well. "I mean, I guess in part I feel kind of bad for letting it all pass me by so much. This vacation took a lot out of us, and yet Elliot and I have barely been there to experience it. I know that it wasn't like we went out looking for this whole Digimon thing, but I still can't believe how much of this vacation just passed us by. Shit, I'll be leaving in the next three days. Can't even believe it.
It wasn't wrong of me, was it?"
The boy's tone was weighed down with guilt. He tried to imagine what it would've been like if he hadn't gotten swept up in the Digital World in the first place. On one hand, he would've never met Maia, or Alicia, or Shi, or any of the other people he had come to regard as friends. But could he have they bumped into them in other ways? Without constantly being out on adventures he would've had more time to spend with them, and that time would be less murder-y. There'd be more time for moments like Alicia teaching Elliot to cook, or this date, and less moments like being chased down a cold laboratory by a nightmare beast. There'd be less reason to worry the people around him, too, because his safety and schedule wouldn't be constantly thrown into question. Sure, their mom never said anything, but the few moments when she did seem to catch on always got Isaac worried. He always wondered how she handled it.
He had the strength to protect the people he cared about, but was pursuing that strength even remotely the right decision?